My voyeurism also started arouns the same time, i used to spy on my sister getting dressed / undressed, and my mother would often walk around in her u...derwear (she was an alchoholic and often drunk). My dad left home when I was 12, after that mum had many boyfriends and men who used her for sex. There were many times when I used to hear her getting fucked late at night, either downstairs on the sofa or in bed. I would creep and look at what was going on, it became a huge turn on for me to see. She started to moan when my tongue got to her clit and I started licking it. I was massaging one of her boobs, pinching her nipple while pushing two fingers past the lips of her vagina in as deep as I could, when she pushed my head down hard and started moving her hips and yelling. I kept licking her clit until she quit moving and pulled my head up. I got up, laid down next to her, and we kissed. She said no one had ever licked her pussy before and no one had ever made her have an orgasm as. “So,” I said, “this is your library?”I stood in front of two large bookcases that took up half of one wall. My eyes wandered over the titles, but I didn’t read them. I was wondering what to say or do next.“Yes,” Richard said, rising from the sofa. “Well, I mean, it’s the living room, but that’s the library part. All the books I’ve read since college, not counting all the ones I’ve given away to people or the real library.”He stood directly behind me. I could feel the heat from his body, inches. My real hope is that the sphere doubles at least twice more. If it does, by the time the next hurricane season arrives, I should be able to protect the Caribbean and the Atlantic from hurricanes from the comfort of my home in Massachusetts or even from the Allagash in Maine. Gently starve them of heat over periods of days; no more emergency conferences puzzling over my handiwork.Melanie was petting my head as she read. She finally put down the letter and looked at me. I nodded and pushed off.