He’s got binoculars.”“What a creep,” she said. “Wanna give him a show?”He laughed. “Sure.”They went into the bedroom. The window close...t to the front of the house was directly visible from the Camry. Renata turned on a table lamp and opened the curtains. She stood there in plain view, and pulled Dylan to her and they kissed. A long, hard tonguefuck.“Do me up against the window,” she whispered.She unbuttoned his shirt while he unbuttoned hers, then they tossed them on the floor. They kissed. A tight, pink t-shirt clung to her melons—she wore no bra, her nipples dimpling the fabric—with the words 'Daddy's little girl' printed on it. Only 'girl' was crossed out and 'slut' written beneath it.I let out a hungry growl. She was a slut with a capital S.Beware the maiden, pink of hair. Astarte's voice whispered in my mind.She walked past, her ass writhing like a bag full of cats beneath that tight jean skirt. My pecker ached so bad to stick it in her cooch. I followed her. She was so. I didn't want her to have that much right away, but wanted to tease her some more, first, to build up the anticipation.Accompanying the incredible heat I found was a considerable amount of fluid. She was very wet, very ready for penetration. I slid my fingers inward, lightly pinching her labia between them, then slid my fingers up and down on the outer edges. At the bottom of her slit, I slid my fingers together then ran them up between her lips, diving slightly into her vagina then further up,. Jamal was smiling and quietly moaning.Emily was now easily taking the large black cock into her throat. She face fucked Jamal’s cock for what seemed an eternity and then felt him swell. She knew. She worked faster and harder wanting him to erupt and send his hot black sperm to her stomach. She smiled looking up at her husband as he videoed her actions.Emily felt hands on her hips and realized someone was beginning to pull her 'G string' panty down. She lifted her ass where the panty was.