It was our neighbors doing yard work. I thought to myself, damn! Of all days they have to do yard work, they’re going to disrupt my wife and I won�...t get to watch her masturbate. I rushed back to the window thinking she might finish before she realized they were there. To my surprise, my wife kept playing with herself, even though she had to have heard them in their backyard. I saw her glance over to the fence, and then back to reading her stories. It actually seemed like she was enjoying having. I strip off my dowdy clothes and put them away. Maybe I'll wear them again when I'm cleaning the apartment, but that's all. I'm a girl who is going to be seen in skirts and dresses. I repeat that phrase over and over - I'm a girl, I'm a girl! I love being called a girl. It says to me that I still have enough innocence and sweetness to be seen as vulnerable and delicate. I pack the last of my male clothes away while I move around my apartment completely naked. I want to see and touch nothing. She went stiff. Juices erupted from her pussy and coated his cock and balls. Her toes curled against the bedspread. John let go of her breasts and gripped her by her narrow waist, and the instant her orgasm subsided he lifted his hips and thrust into her while pulling her down at the same time. She cried out as he speared deeper into her pussy than he’d ever been before. He withdrew, but she slammed herself down on him. His cock hit her cervix deep inside her, and then miraculously seemed to. Watching her get spit roasted by these two bulls is getting my dick hard again almost immediately! I’m slowly stroking myself back into the game, watching Lisa doing her level best to coordinate the thrusting of Donny’s ramrod mercilessly pounding her asshole as Johnny fucks her face with what seems like just the tip of his monster dong, but in reality, you see a good 7-8 inches are assaulting her throat. She snorts and huffs and gags with the olympic workout she’s getting! As the tears stream.