I went out every night after work to walk the dog and peep on her running around our place, curtains and blinds wide open, full length window in the b...throom and all. She's a plant freak and says she likes the light and has never closed her blinds, not even at night. She's joked that over the years all of her neighbors have probably seen her naked. It turned me on all the time that she could be seen from any window. I never actually saw anyone catch her but it is totally possible, they had. She slowly starts to push down her jeans until they’re at her ankles. Before Johnny can say a word, Samantha mounts him and buries her face into his neck to quieten down her moans as his hard cock enters her. “Shit,” he whispers into her hair. She lifts her head up from his neck and kisses him as his hands grip her hips. Samantha stops kissing him and her mouth opens in a perfect O shape as she begins to ride him back and forth. Johnny’s eyes open wide. He can’t believe his luck. They both look. When it came to desert Lisa suggested we order strawberries with cream, coffee and liquors, champagne for her, all delivered to the appropriate suite. All agreed and John, our host, organized arrangements accordingly.We traveled by lift to Owen's suite on an upper level of the hotel. The suite was almost an apartment, with large lounge area off a massive bedroom dominated by a king sized bed. The bathroom, ensuited to the bedroom, was also large and elegant; it contained a huge glassed shower. Her body was perfect. ‘You can put your hands down now’ Mani sir instructed. ‘My child, come here and sit’ he said signalling the chair in front of him. Diya shyly walked to the chair and sat down.A stack of papers lay in front of her, she looked ‘ACTOR/ ACTRESS CONTRACT’ was written in bold letters. Below were more details about the production company address, the movie name, name of the role and there it was, against the actress line written was the name ‘DIYA PREGGADE’ a chill went through.