Mr. Lindstroem is pumping faster and faster and the scene ends when with a deep sigh of satisfaction. Both sink into their arms, kiss and turn to slee..., switching off the light. I‘m a little ashamed because I observed this scene. But also, I feel a strong uproar in my brain and my belly. When I am lying in my bed the view of this harmonic couple doesn’t release me. I take off my nightdress (I never wear panties at night) and start to caress myself. My brain reiterates the play of the. " How does she manage that?" asked Jacqui."You'll have to ask her that yourself," Martha replied, "I don't care too much as long as they pay and come back for more. I don't like it when Gloria is too stiff next day to work, though."When they were in the bar, Jacqui looked around and saw a bored nude girl winding herself uninterestingly round the pole on stage. The music was years out of date, and she wasn't moving in time with it but that didn't matter because nobody was watching her. Jacqui. "Let yourself out Cindy" I said before picking up my phone and pressing the answer button. "Hello, Chris Matthews here."Cindy blew me a kiss and walked towards the dining room door, back out into my hallway and I concentrated on the call."Hi Chris, it's Debbie here, your neighbor," my heart suddenly paused and I held my breath, thinking how Cindy's mom could have found out about us.I thought quickly, trying to work out how to play this, but all I could come out with was "Oh, hello Debbie." I. "Oh Zack" she cooed, "you have such nice hands. Yea, right there". She moved my fingers over her clit. Up and down was the motion she made slowly with my hand until I took over for her. She writhed up against my impossibly large member. "oooo... Mmmm..." She moaned so softly. While I continued my work, she removed her shorts and turned over onto her back. "You're making me so wet, Zack" she said. She didn't need to tell me though. I could feel the juices from her teenage pussy making.