Meanwhile on the bed, Phil was crouched behind Emily, his hands on her hips as he fed his thick, foot-long cock deep into Emily's accommodating back p...ssage. Emily pushed her hips back against Phil, the sound of their bodies slapping together was loud in the small room.'Yes, oh yes,' Emily was sighing. 'I’m taking another man is sticking his big fucking cock up my ass and I love it!' She turned her head to look up at Phil, her eyes heavy with her desire. 'Come on, fuck me! John did a great job. I arranged them so I could monitor several screens from my work room in our garage. They had very fine high resolution lens and could zoom in and out silently with excellent, clear close ups plus the use of super sensitive microphones to pick up even the smallest sounds. I could monitor every room in the house and record anything that happened without leaving the comfort of my workroom in the garage all in living color plus hear everything being said clearly.The following Monday I pretended to. Hell, she wasn't used to drinking at all. She was glad Carl had turned off the lights, because watching the room spin made her dizzy.For a brief moment she wondered where her bra was. Then she moaned as her nipple was caressed by a pair of lips. "Mmmm," she said as her hips trembled. "D-Don'," she mumbled, even though she didn't want it to stop. No one had ever kissed her tits before and it felt wonderful, especially when the hands lifted her up, pressing her sensitive flesh against his nipping. The second she was beginning to sweat for the way he mounted the bike displayed his cock and balls in a very erotic position, just hanging like very ripe fruit, fruit ready for the picking. The final shot as he sat on the bike caused her to throw restrain to the wind, so far she had made no comment, but now, almost without thought, said. "I bet as you sat down that crushed your balls".Maybe it was that comment that was going to open another chapter. As he got off he cradled his balls, squeezed.