Then she had to undress down to her bra and knickers, of which there was very little off, knowing her and her sexiness.The look on their faces looking...at me was a big turn-on, she said, admitting she was in a sexually excited state by the time the cameras started rolling.The TV guy was to be my lover so he was in his underpants, a grey coloured cotton that bulged containing his erection, 'His was a fucking monster, this biggest cock I could imagine', she confessed.Another swig from the whiskey. He looked at my ashen face and I nodded, 'Just do it there', I said hoarsely, fuck her there on the carpet', and I turned and walked out as he went to her, I went for my vibrator.I sat on my bed, finding it hard to control myself, I wanted to watch it happen, like a fly on the wall and after four minutes I went back and peered through the slightly ajar door, they were on the floor, and Angel was very quiet as I tried to see more.Then I could hear them kissing with the usual smacks that kissing. Then he let fly, fucking her hard and fast, more animal than Dominant. He used her ass for his pleasure, not thinking about or caring how it felt for her. This was punishment fucking and she was to accept it and please him, no matter how she felt. And she wanted to please him. Her beloved Sir had punished her for her indiscretion, being kind about it. Then he had shown her a wonderful time on the subway and at the gloryhole. He had granted her request for a more severe punishment, and now he. On his fifteen-inch screen, there was Henry dropping his jeans and fishing inside his pants to take a piss. The lad decided he was not interested in this footage, but endured it and waited for more clues as to his grandparent’s movements. Pleased with the equipment however, he was totally tuned in now and soon the toilet flushed, water was running and he heard Henry gargling, cleaning his teeth. The lock was heard and nothing more and he waited for a while hoping the bathroom door would again.