"What the hell is that?" Kirstie rolled over and found herself staring up at what looked like a small model helicopter hovering over the garden.Jules,...put down her book and peered up at it."I'd put your top back on if I were you. That's a remote controlled drone and the thing beneath it is a camera." What?" Kirstie horrified, dropped to her knees, scrabbling for her bikini top. "Can someone do that? I mean, is that even legal?"..................................................................In. Rex surprised me by reaching up with one paw, and scratching the side of her butt, and leg. I think he was trying to get in position to hump her, as he was obviously excited. However, his claws hooked into the pink lace at the top of her panties and pulled them part way down on one side. When I saw that, a light bulb when off in my head, and I thought I could improve the view even more. I reached down with my left hand (my right was busy stroking my rock hard cock at this point) and snagged. Apparently, it was their third wedding anniversary and she was planning this to surprise her husband. But my friend took me to his house without expecting this. She was wearing a black transparent saree with loose hair and low hip and her blouse was a low necked and backless and I could actually see her navel and her cleavage.My friend shook me and asked what happened?Me: “Nothing macha”. (‘Macha’ is a term used endearingly for a brother).She was also shocked to see me and ran into the kitchen.. I strode to the bed in silent awe as his flexing haunches buried and reburied his steely cock again and again, continuing to savor every fold of my wife’s glorious quim as she moaned and whined, but took every inch he had to give.Reaching the head of the bed, where she knelt upright clutching the headboard, I witnessed Sarge suddenly press her face up firmly against the wall, letting me observe her contorted expression. She appeared oblivious to my presence, as her eyes were alternately closed.