Fux And The Latina Gardener - part 2
“She won’t see a thing” she giggled “we made the fence purposely high silly and the people from the street won’t see either if you don’t move too much”.
OK so I am not one to turn down a tugjob from a perfectly beautiful girl offered on her own but well, there were appearances to keep up and I sure did not want that very interested bird lady guessing a thing. I made to step back from Anya who was kneeling and well below either the street or the little old lady hedge line. I, on the other hand was pretty visible from the chest up from the street and was hampered in my attempts to extricate myself from her grasp by occasional passerbys and the bird lady’s sharp gaze. I concluded I was between a rock and a hard place (figuratively) as I felt Anya’s soft lips begin to nibble at my balls while that knowing hand stroked my cock. I know cats are not supposed to be able to blush but I swear I felt the fur rising as she continued to stroke me her lips driving me crazy and her hand knowing just how much pressure my aching cock needed.
I focused my eyes straight ahead at the yellow colored posts bracing up the veranda of Anya’s home cum cat house.
“Are you two all right over there? Need any help?” The little bird lady’s quavering voice came wafting over the fence. I could see her standing on tiptoes trying to get more of a view over the hedge.
“Oh just - uh uh” Anya chose that exact moment to bring her lips into full contact with my cockhead and begin to 
suck and kiss it. “Just errr fine.” I ended with a quaver in my voice.
I kept repeating in my mind to myself “I will not move. I will not move I will not…” and hoped it would help me as the tight little vixen on her knees before me did her best to drive me insane with her hot little mouth. She would first tease at my cock then slide downward leaving moist trails to my inner thighs. I was doing my best not to move or make a sign or utter a sound but it was more than I could manage. I uttered a soft moan as she tugged her teeth ever so lightly against my cockhead and then began to suck.
I felt the bird lady’s eyes swivel from the house across the street and 
on to me full blast with almost a physcial force.
“Are you sure you don’t need help over there?” She called hopefully.
I heard a muffled giggle from Anya as her little mouth went again to my inner thighs making my knees shake and a howl rise in my throat that I was desperate to choke back.
“Oh just fine I just - got a uhhh well a thorn in my finger.”
The bird lady looked at me sharply then pretended to watch the mailman who was passing uncomfortably close to the hedge behind 
which Anya and I were. Oh man I sure hoped nothing was showing from the street side. I lost track of all that as this vixen began using her hands and mouth on my cock. The spit slicked shaft letting her little hand slide easily up and down and her mouth providing even more moisture. Despite the moisture cooling my cock down it was heating up and I could feel the veins throbbing in my forehead my cock felt as if it were large as a log and going to explode any second. However this wily and very practiced latina knew her craft and each time I thought I could take no more she would cool it. Her lips would brush and tease again and those beady little eyes from the bird lady that I thought was so cute once were boring holes into me. I began to push my hips at Anya’s mouth beyond caring if anyone guessed anything at all or if the 
bird lady saw what was going on.
I grabbed Anya’s head and pulled her roughly to me. My hips pushing forward my cock piercing her mouth. I really was beyond caring about anything the little bitch had teased me to the point of no restraint. I was pushing further and harder into her mouth and luckily she was a skilled cocksucker or I might have choked her. I felt the bird lady’s eyes on me and maintained a little composure - ok not much but enough not to howl. Anya was loving it and making cooing noises against my cock her little hand reaching around to clench my butt cheeks and pull me more tightly to her. My balls were on fire but I did not want to cum yet not until I had fucked Anya more this little bitch had teased me nearly beyond endurance and more than any cat should have to tolerate. My eyes fluttered open a moment when I saw the little old lady pulling a ladder up to the hedge but I was beyond caring. 
I kept thrusting at my cute little latina’s face with a piston like energy until finally my eyes were covered with a red haze and my balls were on fire as well. I did toss back my head and howl right then seriously howl in bright daylight not caring who heard or saw. I thrust one final time into that tight hot mouth hole and spurted hot spunk into her. I stayed thrust forward pushing as hard as I could into her face while my balls emptied out. I nearly fell as the spasms receded just barely maintaining my feet while Anya pulled away and licked her lips much like a kitten. When I opened my eyes again I saw the shocked face of the bird lady next door staring at us her eyes wide as saucers as the ladder fell back with a clunk like a comic book character and her shocked face disappeared.
I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or go to see if she was ok. I was still breathing hard when the little old bird’s head reappeared over the fence.
“Scandalous!! Simply outrageous! An alley cat and a whore! Well I never!”
I smiled uncertainly at Anya not sure how to react with this girl I had shared but a few words with and yes my spunk.
She got up and dusted off her knees and headed to the house ignoring me in the way women so often do after they have sex with me. Were I less strong a personality I would have my feelings hurt but figure it is a woman thing and not me.
“Stop by again sometime” she said as she shut her door behind her and left me to face the accusing eyes and mutterings of the bird lady.
I really must find a new route home.