Listening to another girl pee seriously turned her on! Tracy's hand began rubbing her crotch, where a serious increase in heat was growing. She ran th... tips of her fingers across her pussy and dug the tips of them over the area over her clit was located, eventually stopping to rub firmly over it. She couldn't believe what this was doing to her. After being out of touch with reality for about a minute, she was brought back to reality when the toilet flushed. She sighed and took her hand away. She was tanning in the hot sun and she started...well...playing." My knees opened and closed again, much slower, savoring the feeling of my moistened lips pulling apart."Wow! Really?" Mandy had a very interested look on her face.I nodded and relayed the story to her in as much detail as I could about what I saw. I left out the fact that I was in my upstairs window, mirroring every move that my neighbor was making. I didn't tell her that I had licked my pussy-covered fingers clean, imagining it. We enter the bedroom. I’m still being pulled by my outstretched hand. She spins me around and pushes me onto the bed. Her hands grasp my tracksuit bottoms and they come off in one swift movement; pulled down my legs and discarded. She knows there will be no knickers, we never wear any underwear when we’re sexting.I scramble up the bed, dragging my naked cunt after me. My T-shirt just covering my tits that are wobbling like fuck. I stop when I reach the headboard. All I can do is look at her. Camille smiled and whispered, "Hardwood floors?", as her finger found her patron's wetness. And then withdrew.Her patron gasped, "oohhhh... yes... noo..."Camille was getting very aroused, it was not often that she had the chance to indulge her fantasies, dancing meant indulging others."he's here", her patron whispered, from behind half open eyes, "don't let him see me yet..."Camille stared in the mirror in front of her, at the panorama behind her and then at her patron."what do you mean 'he's.