We had a pair of twin beds in there. I have spent my whole life as a voyeur but the past month or so was been heaven. I had been peeping on my Melinda...and even on my wife. I was an equal opportunity peeper. During the past month, I had been lucky enough to get numerous blow-jobs from Chris. Finally, I had initiated Melinda into the joys of sex. She was still a virgin until that night. But I gave her the fucking she had needed and wanted, and the one I had wanted since I lusted for her in high. The covers that cocooned her had somehow been loosened and were now being pushed down to the bottom of the bed. She felt a hand on the bed near her head and what seemed to be a knee and calf near her hip. She then felt the same thing on her other side. She felt the weight of him straddling her. The hand left the sides of her head and began unbuttoning the pajama shirt. She watched in disbelief as the shirt began to part, exposing her breasts. She could see what looked like her breasts being. Why did he just walk away from her? He asked himself. But, he already knew the answer to that self-imposed question.He knew the kind of man he is. The kind of man who needs to have complete control when bringing pleasure to his woman and unfortunately he had the feeling the Ivy would be the kind of woman who would fight him every step of the way. The idea of her small body fighting under his while pinning her down sent a new wave of painful arousal through his already hard body.His knuckles. Every now and again one of the these prime ladies would jokingly flirt with me, not knowing the dirty things I would do to her if I had the chance. I wonder if they knew that I was walking around with a raging hardon. I wanted to grab one and fuck the shit out of them!!Granny-Mary was ill one day when I was visiting and was in her own room with a do not disturb sign on.she had staff up most of the night but had managed to relax and have a little sleep.I opened the door and saw her lying down.