He followed her rhythm and copied her squeezes to as he caressed and squeezed her breasts. She enjoyed how she could get what she wanted in that way a...d was considering what else she could do. But before she could think of anything, he moved his hand down from breasts to the inside of her panties.“Mmmm something is wet here,” he said through controlled laughter.He rubbed two of his fingers against her pussy twice, then slid them into her sweet inviting hole. Not expecting the penetration, she. It was an old coat that made her look a bit like a tramp, but Emma made a point of never evaluating clothes except on the basis of how much flesh they covered up. She wasn’t the strictest Naturist imaginable. She occasionally trimmed her thick mousey-brown hair, which only grew to half-way down her back, and she regularly washed it. She also took care to wear something on her feet – but strictly of a utilitarian nature. Because it was Spring, these were currently little flat-soled booties with. “Nothing’s wrong Sarah. I was just thinking how beautiful you are without make-up this morning,” he replied with a smile. Sarah blushed and looked away unsure of what to say in response. “Daniel,” Sarah said. He looked up. “We can’t turn up at work together today. It would look really unprofessional. What are we gonna do?” Sarah asked, looking concerned. Daniel came up to her and took her in his arms and looked down at her. “We can do whatever we like darling. I don’t care what anyone thinks. Amy studied the picture. "Are you sure that's Dave? It barely looks like him. I can't believe..." Oh, it's your husband, all right; in fact, there is a video clip which is a whole lot more graphic and shows a much clearer facial shot."Amy stayed silent. Her hand shook, apparently in anger. "That's Rob's patio, isn't it?" Yes, it is." So he was peeping on Rob and Brenda?" I don't think Brenda was home, but I think we both know what he was looking at."Amy looked up.Joanie continued. "He was.