The film acted somewhat like a one-way mirror. When it was sunny outside, everyone inside could have a good view of the pool, without being seen them...elves. Sam showed me how you couldn't see inside the apartments from the outside, on any normally sunny day. Even fairly overcast days kept you from seeing in. On the other hand, except for a slight tinge to the view, it was almost as if the film wasn't there, when looking out. At nighttime, the situation reversed, and you could see in,. " Really," chirped Benjamin, excited in so many ways."Honestly," said Bess."When did you start writing poetry?" I asked."Since..." Devi's head disappeared under the blanket, lifting it up and down. "Oh god." I put my finger to my lips and pointed forward. He nodded. "Since I was 12. You know I play piano." I nodded and realized when he'd been with me how good he'd gotten, and he played jazz. "Well, I started writing songs. I never ... Oh fuck ... I was shy about them." Even with me?" I asked. He started rubbing the outside of my pussy again, smearing my juices and lubricating everything. He started massaging my clit and then running his fingers back to my asshole and back again. I felt him squirt some lube on my ass and knew that every hole i had was going to be used tonight in some way. I heard the drawer again and knew either the butt plug or the g spot vibrator was coming out. I was right. He toyed w/ the outer rim of my asshole w/ the lube, getting the lube nice and warm. I felt. Anya, James and he all shouted out as one when he pounded inside of her, “God so damn tight”. Making gasping noises, Anya was just pinned between them as they thrust in and out of her in perfect sync. Moaning she felt Thor and James rub against each other, only a strip of skin separating them; surprisingly this didn’t seem to bother them as it would other men, they seemed to feed of each other’s pleasure, getting faster and faster in time with her crying out. Soon Anya could feel herself begin.