She was ferocious in her hunger, in her desire, in her need. Her hands came around him, mapped the hard lines of his body with her touch. Never happy ...o do things by half, her lips opened to him, then conquered him, invaded and took with lips, teeth, and tongue. He was more than happy to stroke that fervour, to feed that fire with his own. She pulled him close, her strength surprising again and again, her body cool against the heating fire of his. Her kisses were rarely gentle, always. His friend Dale asked what was going on. Wendy noticed Jerome whispering to Dale and looking over. This only got her wetter again!She invited the boys over for some Gatorade, and asked if they needed anything more.They looked at her hard nipples, and their dicks began to grow.She suggested they go behind the restroom which was near the bushes.Her ass was swaying as she walked, and soon both your men had raging hard-ons!Wendy bent over to give them a good view of her soaked pussy and her cum. I was turned on by it and I felt my pussy well up as it throbbed with tension and a tightness that needed urgent touching to release.I was wound up like a toy that reared to go and my frustration was getting the better of me. I folded my legs over each other, the exact opposite to my deep desire at the time which was to open my thighs wide and flick my finger against my clit and self-pleasure myself until I had released.I looked over at David. He was sleeping. I looked over at Jenny. She was. It was there almost every Tuesday. I suspected that she was meeting someone at her home. Stephanie (my sister) has a house key, so the following Tuesday morning at 11:30 I parked a few blocks away, let myself in, and secreted myself in her bedroom closet. The closet was only a few feet from the left side of her bed, and the door had slats in it that allow air to circulate. Even with only window illumination in the bedroom and the closet in darkness, I had no difficulty observing everything in.