Now, this fellow here, he hates cowboys. So now he has a chance to hit me to his hearts content. You get your chance to beat him hard enough to turn h...m into a man. We’re all gonna be happy.”The cop answered, “That’s a good idea. Since you came up with it, you get first shot at the brown haired guy.”The bigot backed up protesting, “Wait a minute, I haven’t agreed to this.”Ed turned to the little guy and asked, “Does this sound fair to you?”With the attention on him, the guy realized that. I stood in the doorway, taking in the most intimate of sights between two people, his thick cock, glistening in the light, being reflected by her lubrication, her deep gasps mingling with his grunting, the raw music of lovemaking, two people oblivious and fucking as if their lives depended on it.As a young female, conventional wisdom would assume I would disappear, and make haste to the other side of the door, and pretend I never saw anything.I confess to being a watcher, or voyeur, I am. She fell, shuddering and sobbing, back to the table, Faustina's evil fingers gone from her tit but the pain lingering on."Cripes," she moaned. "Oh, cripes!" Then she felt Faustina taking her sore nipple between her thumb and forefinger again. "No! I'll kiss you... oh, God! I'll kiss you!"Elliott kicked his legs wildly, trying to get himself free of the hook so he could rush to his daughter's aid."That's better," Faustina said, gloating into Paula's pain- racked face. "I don't want to hurt you,. And forty-five minutes later, the girl took 6 or 8or 12 loads in her face and mouth, and I was sending a load halfwayacross the room!I can tell you, this did wonders for my control and staying power. Itbecame a challenge to me-how long could I watch, slowly, steadilystroking my cock, without losing control? Sometimes, little thingswould set me off prematurely. Sometimes it was visual, like five or sixcocks pressed close together with the girl in the middle, but usually itwas something the.