I'm so wet that my fingers slip and slide over my inflamed flesh. I dip a finger inside and almost growl with a need for more, as another finger joins...the first. I am lost, totally addicted to the lustful sensation of masturbating for my secretive voyeur.Chasing my hot explosive orgasm, I pant and whine as I press against the glass; pressing my fingers deeper, pulling my juices free, lubricating myself - finger fucking myself for him."Oh Goddd...Ohh Ohhh GODDDDDD!"I feel a tremor begin, and my. After being together for 18 months we still felt compatible and comfortable with each other in our daily lives. There seemed to be no annoying habits that irritated either of us. We laughed, were always affectionate even away from the bedroom and were very satisfied with our arrangement. Even though we each contributed half of all the living expenses, we were living in a small apartment while we saved and invested our money for future possibilities. Our two bedroom, one bath apartment never. ‘Neither will Joe, I’m afraid.’ Elaine sighed heavily. ‘Sometimes forgiveness isn’t an option, honey. Some wounds are too deep. And you staying there and seeing Joe every day would be like picking at them. It would only serve to hurt the two of you over and over again. Please, just come home.’ She pleaded. ‘You know I can’t afford giving you your job back now that the kids are older, but you’re always welcome here if you need a place to crash. The kids and I miss you very much.’ Leanne wiped. T your awake. Motions for me to come over to him taking my hand smiles sits me on his lap pulls the towel away exposing my breast he begins sucking and biting ,pulling causing me to moan my back arches leaning away from him pushing my breast into him forgetting we have company I push away standing dropping my towel straddling himwrapping my arm around his neck grinding into him moans louder Oooo Mr. T . As I am grinding into him Ron's hands cup my breast twisting my nipples kissing my neck.