’ In fact, I never even spotted Suzanne once in the whole of that time.So it came as a welcome surprise when one Saturday afternoon my phone rang. I... was Suzanne.“Back bedroom.”That was all she said, and she hung up. I knew what she meant. I didn’t need any further encouragement to grab my binoculars and head upstairs. I set up the room the way I had before, with the window open a slit and the drapes on the other windows closed.I was ready even before she got to her pool. I watched as she. Don noticed the space beside the washroom was another room. In it, there were two large white boxes against the sidewall. Two smaller but different ones that sat between the backbenches and there was another double sink, but it was shallower.Lots of cupboards were hung on the side and back walls except were a large window was over the sinks. The side benches ran into the wide benches across the middle of the room, with convenient access between them. A table with eight chairs took up the front. Accept my apology." With that she stepped into the doorway and brought a small bouquet of flowers from behind her back and held it toward me.Of course with my arm in a sling I couldn't do much, but I cracked a little smile. I couldn't help it. "Well..." I said, as though I were making up my mind. "Well..." Honest, Mike. I'll never do it again. To anyone. I was just as shocked as you were. In our class they sort of glossed over it, and maybe I missed something or something, but..." Her voice. She licks a trail from the base of his neck to the tip of his chin. He shivers. She moves lower still, kissing his strong pecks, licking his nipple as she passes it. She runs her tongue in small circles around his belly button then a straight line to just under the waist band of his jeans. His cock jumps at this and he lets out a soft moan. I am still posted in my corner, watching. I know this is wrong of me but I can't turn away. I am dripping wet. I feel a little moisture slide down to my.