"Look, this douche thought he was going to make waves for you. So when his 'spies' see you out with us again next week and the week after and the week...after that, he'll be seen for exactly what he his – a small-minded, jealous jerk. Don't let it bother you." And what if people take this seriously?" he asked. "I give talks on responsibility to Little Leaguers, for God's sake. I have kids who look up to me." You'd have more kids who look up to you if they knew what you did to Randi last night,". And this was becoming something that he desperately wanted to find out. He knew that Emma had some pubic hair, he often saw the odd stray black hair as he inspected her knickers but he was determined to find out just how her most intimate body part looked. This was when he had the idea of spying on her properly.Tom's bedroom was adjacent to the bathroom and he figured that if he could somehow make a hole in the wall, he would be able to look inside and watch Emma as she undressed and bathed.. Finding my appetite fled, I quickly dressed, and left the apartment for class. I decided to drive, not feeling strong enough to walk this cold morning.The streets were only slightly snow packed after the storm the other day, but I made it to the campus without any issues. I was trying to figure out the best ways to exercise my ability, and made little switches here and there, some with people, some with inanimate objects, but I was trying to stay inconspicuous, till I noticed Old Mrs. Polkins,. Each time she would reach for her mound I would let her hands slide over it, but the second she moved to put a finger between her engorged lips I would move her hand up and away. I started up her other leg dr****g it over my shoulder as I reached her knee, my tongue made light lazy circles on the tender spots at the back of the joints. She was sliding down on the couch, trying to get her pussy closer to my head, her fingers entwined in my hair tugging, trying to get me to her pussy faster. I.