I tried not to agree or disagree when Alex said she was the cute one and Max was the big one. Doug pulled out a pair of cinnamon roll cookies and put ...ig-Sam’s head back on. I led them out to the backyard.“You must hate this,” Doug said as the three of us men looked out the back.“Why? They’re beautiful grounds.” Hank washed down his cookies with a beer.We were looking at a small fenced-in backyard. They weren’t our fences, all three of my neighbors walled off their lots. A new baby-barn shed,. ’ Her blue eyes glittered with hatred, but when he took his hand away she said nothing. She gasped again when he pulled the knife from the sheath at his side. He taunted her by holding the knife near her face, and slowly sliding the cold metal down her side and then leg, until it met the tape that bound her ankles. He quickly sliced the tape and grabbed her arm, hauling her out of the Jeep. He put the knife back in its holder and reached down and grabbed her stilettos. He then flung them as. It’s what she did to me.I removed my tee shirt and dropped it on top of my panties. My nipples were firm from watching her undress and I got to my feet at the same time as she did. We had facing picture windows high up in our apartment buildings but she clearly didn’t know I watched her each morning and evening. In fact, any time she was there, I’d be watching.As she’d done on so many mornings, she caressed her body, hands rolling over her glorious hills and hollows. Delicate fingers pinched. She was wearing a black, lacy camisole bunched up on her waist and nothing else. Each time her ass raised up, her bare pussy flashed into view, plugged full of her own fingers. From the sound of her breathing, I knew she was already ready for my entrance. Had I waited long enough for Dad to get home? I wasn’t sure but then realized that Mom probably didn’t know how much time had passed either.Quietly, I retreated down the stairs where I opened and closed the door. I clumped upstairs and walked.