My mind wasn't even remotely clear as I finished my business and flushed the toilet. That is when I heard the faint sound of a car running coming from...the parking lot.That side of the building from our 2nd floor condo overlooked the parking lot. Although we had not been there for more than a couple months, it was strange to hear any cars running, especially at this time on a Saturday morning. I decided to "peek" out from our bathroom window to see who was out there running their car.It was the. May toyed with her nipples as she started to suck on his cock. Adam noticed it and commented on it, spitting at her again and calling her degrading names before he fell into another moan. He started fucking her face faster and May could barely keep up. She choked and gagged as he neared his own climax. She had stopped playing with herself and had to hold onto his thighs both to protect her face from smashing into his pelvis and to give her some chance of breathing again. He thrusted. ’The voice could get really nasty at times.To show how honest I could be, I continued, “And he’s actually my ex-husband. He went to live in South Africa for a while; assistant manager on some mine there.”She stared at me for a moment, and I actually saw her pupils dilate with interest. Chatham and Sons was a good place to work; it paid well, and the benefits were good, but it was pretty boring - and I had just opened up a whole new well of gossip material. Ah well, I’d always known I couldn’t. "Charlie sat up and I untied the bow that held her gown together. Slowly I pushed the fabric off her shoulders and the gown fell to the bed. Charlie then stretched out on her back and I reached for the waist of her panties. I tugged them down over her hips and she raised her ass off the bed just far enough for them to come all the way down. As her panties reached her thighs, Charlie's bush was completely exposed--a triangular mass of curly ringlets, just sparse enough to allow the crease line.