Margaret stooped to her chair and picked the shoes by the backs of them with her thumb and first two fingers."What can I get you? Bloody Mary? Vodka s...rewdriver? Gin and tonic?" Uh," said Janey, giggling, "do you have any whisky?"They decided on two Canadian cocktails."What I wanted to say," Janey mentioned, as they drank in rapid sips, and lolled in their seats; Janey swung her chair wide and thoughtfully, "was that your dog, the one who grew above people's heads?" Yes," replied Margaret,. My dick was stiff and lubricated. Across the street, the woman was tensing up as her orgasm approached, her legs spread and taut.“Oh, not much. I just finished shaving my pussy. I was just testing to see if I got it all.” She seemed to be breathing deeply. “Mmmm. Tell me more.”“I know you like it as smooth as a teenager. First I trimmed it with a hair clipper, then I used lubricated gel to lather it up and carefully shaved it with a razor.” She drew a deep breath. “Then I rinsed it. Jeff grabbed under my legs and stood up with me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Keep quiet," he whispered as he started humping me slowly while standing up. I pressed my mouth on his shoulder to prevent sound from escaping as I breathed heavy through my nose. His dick was hitting me just right and I was on the verge of an orgasm. "Stop or I'm going to cum," I whispered in his ear as he quietly grunted and kept going. I bit my finger and tried to keep it in, but I couldn't. My pussy. So lots of phone calls and discrete conversations later I got a sneaky arsed camera spy guy to come around and install the cameras, they had to have sound and could be watched live, not a problem for this young feller he had cameras that could make you a sammich. I rode a wave of luck the whole time with these cameras, he had not 10 minutes ago finished installing them all when the wife came home, we were leaning over the bonnet of his car and he was explaining how they work, I said bring them.