There were a couple of photographs lying loose in the bottom of the drawer. Both of a middle aged woman. She was standing in her bathroom in the nude....The picture was obviously taken from outside. So Doug was a Peeping Tom. The thought of him creeping around behind people's houses with his camera made me a little sick, but it didn't stop me from wanting to see his photo collection.Finding nothing else in the first file cabinet I went to the four-drawer file in the closet. The second set of keys. She moaned loudly as her hand found my head and pushed my face harder into her clit, which was now hard and red. Not changing my speed I continued to fuck her slowly and gently as she bucked her hips against my mouth. I knew that the longer I made her wait before she came the better it would be for her. I could feel the cum slipping out of her pussy all over my hand as I ravaged her pussy with my fingers. I loved the feeling of her little rings inside of her vagina gripping and squeezing my two. “Karen”, she replied, blushing furiously. The train ground to a halt at the next station, pushing Adam’s groin into the small of Karen’s back. There was no mistaking the bulge in his pants, warm and almost throbbing. Karen swallowed hard and felt a growing tingling in her own loins. The sound of the train doors opening snapped her out of her dirty thoughts. Adam grabbed Karen’s hand and said, “Come with me. I won’t keep you long. I think I have something you might enjoy”. A million thoughts. “He knows what he’s doing!”“Me?” I protested. “I was just being polite and talking about the offer of pizza!”“Complete with every double entendre you could muster!”“Oh, I don’t know about that,” I smirked. “I could have worked in a four-course meal or any number of food references that served the same purpose!”“And you knew we’d take it as sexual innuendo.”“Is that some kind of Italian sex position?” I smirked.The girls all laughed again.“He’s fun, Winter!” Autumn declared.“So, which of the.