“Sorry?” she asked meekly, and at once felt guilty for not listening to him as he’d been making such a sincere effort to teach her the ins and o...ts of the game. “Never mind.” he said as he began to pick up the chess pieces and put them, neatly, into the attached drawer underneath the vintage wooden chess board. “I’m sorry, Robert, I just have a lot on my mind. I really didn’t mean to be rude.” “Whatever you were thinking about, clearly you were enjoying yourself,” he said dryly as he stood up. As I made my way home I looked back at Mike, who was then on his rear deck, and waived. It was then that I realized he can't see me from his own bedroom, but instead saw me from his deck, which I had not considered. I had already noticed he spent quite a lot of time on his deck. I admit I was a bit paranoid wondering what Mike may have seen. I close my blinds after dark, so I ran through all the things I'd done during the day in my bedroom over the past several weeks: Jacking my dick? Pounding. I felt him, stretching me wider andwider still until he had me stretched drum tight! And then, when Ithought I would pass out from the pain and the incredible tightness Iwhimpered a breathy, almost girlish squeal then felt my face flush."Uuunnggghh," he gasped loudly straining against me until he sunk hiships forward forcing the large bulbous head inside of me. "Looking allnice and pretty like a girl, getting the guys all excited," he said,"dressing like a lady," he gasped as he pushed in. ?Fucking bitch, take it all the way. He pumped Brooke hard sometimes pushing in as far as he could and holding it.?Fuck her honey, fuck the Bitch good.? ?Fuck that Bitch pussy.? ?Eat that Pussy, EAT IT.? screamed Joe. Brooke had never done a husband/wife duo. It was really tuning her on, she had to admit, Stacy was one hot bitch. Joe was a little old but he came in her mouth he made a fast turnaround and was fucking her hard. Being fucked by Joe felt good but Brooke would have rather.