I told her I would be happy to help. She smiled and asked me if I had been busy doing something when she knocked on the door. I told her nothing big j...st trying to relax. I may not have told her the truth but I was not far off. Then she suprised me by saying, "It didn't look to little to me through the window." That's when I remembered that the curtin in the living room was not closed all the way and she must have seen me masterbating. Now I am not bragging but I am 8" long and thick around so. .. adult-like to come from her. Especially onto me. But that didn’t stop it from feeling wrong. “Laura, we can’t-” “Stop fighting and let it happen,” she urged, her voice a little rougher now. Sinking back into her touches, I arched my neck a little, as by now she was sucking and kissing on my warm flesh, and it stung against her teeth. “Ah,” I gasped lightly, shuddering continuously at the feel of her having sudden dominance over someone, and the thought of me being the one who it was. I lifted my skirt to the maximum and gently slid my panties along my legs with the risk of showing everything to the voyeurand there a feeling of excitement took me from me, while I sucked him, he forced me to make deep throats of a **** and extreme!he decides to take my hand so that the unknown voyeur masturbates and masturbates in us, This position offered him a stunning view of my pussy ...!blind ... my imagination was running full steam ... I visualized the scene with pleasure ...I found. She couldn't read what Dave was thinking. He just stared with a lustful look in his eyes and started to fondle the growing bulge in his trousers. Andrew had been clear about being honest. But she hesitated, unsure what effect it would have on Dave's feelings. Finally, she relented to the truth."I want to be your slut, Sir. I want to be your sl...” her words trailed off as the rising of an orgasm welled up inside her. But Andrew sensed it coming and quickly withdrew his hand, leaving Michelle.