It's ramped up even more.

"See that plum tree over there? I'd like you to pluck a few for us to eat afterwards."

You look across the yard. There's a tree on the far right corner covered in plums. You'd have to cross everything to get there, though. You swallow hard, but you accept the challenge. Nobody is around anyway. You start to swiftly step down the path and towards the fountain, all while crossing your arms over your chest. With each and every step, the tantalizing fabric glides so good between your legs. It's like somebody who knows all the right places is massaging your pussy with their fingers. You moan out loud, and move one hand down to press between your legs. You bite your lip and push through, but you can feel the end coming.

It feels like the yard is a thousand kilometres long! Finally, the tree is close. It's only several steps ahead of you. Just a little more... Oh god. Yes, yes. It feels so good. No, no! You need to get there without cumming!

It'll be a little awkward to carry them back while covering yourself up. Perhaps Hannah will have to live with plums that were being held between your bosom. Did she think about that already?

"Good boy, Snozz!" The voice of a young boy is heard, followed by laughter.

Your head naps to the right. Not far from the metal fence is a golden lab, a boy who looks to be in their low teens, and another that's about your age that resembles him, so possibly his brother. You feel helpless! There's nothing immediately to hide behind! You look frantically around. So far, they haven't looked over. Once they do, they'll get quite the happy surprise.

Hannah is barely visible from here, but you can still make out her face in the window. She peeks out and puts a hand over her mouth in surprise. She looks worried too, though not nearly as much as you are.

What do you do? The only thing you can think of is to play it safe, and run to the nearest thing you can stand behind. The two boys and their dog aren't more than twenty meters away. All it'll take is once glance, and you'll be caught. The problem is nothing is tall enough. If it was your lower half, you could go behind a bush! To make things worse, the thrill is unbearable. Them being so close drives you wild. At this point, if you start moving much, you'll climax for sure. Then they'll definitely know you're there.

Even if you try to hustle over to a bush, you'll be unable to be completely silent. It just feels too good. One of them will hear you groaning beneath your breath.

It's all or nothing. Maybe you can just crouch behind the bush instead. You start hurrying over to the nearest one, though between the sounds of your footfalls and your quiet noises of ecstasy, you're worried someone is going to look before you get there. Oh god. Being trapped in this situation, while being stroked by your panties? It's too much. Just a little more... You're going to...

You catch yourself with a mouth agape, letting out noises of pleasure. Then, you turn over to see the face of a demon.

"Snozz? Where'd you go?" you hear the kid say again.

The dog has his head between the fence posts, and he's looking right at you. No, no! Bad dog!

You need to hurry, so you keep going, but then...

"Sorry about Snozz," the older boy says. "I promise we weren't tres--"

You stand there, covering your chest, with both of them staring right back. There's nothing you can do. They've caught you.

"Oh no," he continues. "Sorry! I wasn't peepin', I swear it!"

You quickly try to explain that it isn't how it looks. You were just looking for your top, which was lost in the wind. That's all.

He looks over you with a flushed face. "That's quite the situation you're in. Wow... I'm a lucky man," he starts to mutter.

You can't hold it back. Your panties brought you right to the edge of an orgasm before you stopped. Now two boys are looking right at your half-naked body, with only your arms to cover up. Beneath your skirt, a storm is brewing. The thrill of being caught is pushing hard against the orgasm that never came, and you fear that the situation alone could be enough.

If you run, that'll be it. You'll fall to the ground in an orgasm. If you stay there, it might happen anyway. You need to resist until they leave. But the itch is so bad, you feel like you might cave, and lower one of your hands just to touch it. You need to so badly. You can feel it starting to drip down your thighs. If they look closely enough, they might start to notice something coming down your legs! This is the worst situation possible!

Then you turn to see the demon's eyes staring back. The dog again.