"How many times you think you've stared at my body while workin' out, fag," he asked calmly.Still half frozen with fear, all I could think to say was,..."I don't know." Fuck that!" His angry outburst made me clench onto my gym bag for dearlife. "Tell me! How many times?!" So many times, I wouldn't know how to count," I sobbed, quickly giving him the honest answer, not wanting to anger him any further."And what the fuck makes you think I want panty-wearin' faggots like you lookin' at my body,. It was a former neighbour who gave them the means to trap him, she remembered that a few years previously there had been a complaint from a young woman that she had seen him watching her sunbathing and that he was naked. Though of course he denied it and the poor woman was told not to be so silly to think a bank manager would stand naked peeping at her was completely ridiculous.Wendy looked down at the broken sobbing wretch, but you are peeping tom Sissy my dear daughters proved it.Ignoring the. I moved over to the lounge and was already hard myself looking at this hot dude in his red speedos. He must have guessed I was there as he started to play with himself through his speedos. Looking at the bulge, his cock was way fatter than the times I had seen it on cam and I so wanted to suck on it but had to take my time. I lightly with my fingers touched his cock... ever so lightly through the Budgy Smugglers and he moved his hips up in response. His drawstring was out side and dangling over. I can wait a little bit longer for you."They waited a few minutes and met with Larry and Beth Anne in the hallway outside of their rooms. The women are still wearing their wedding attire. They rode the elevator down to the changing room next to the swimming pool.They entered the changing room area. Larry and John entered the men's side and the women were next door on the women's side.Larry and John looked at a special mirror that showed the women's room. Larry said that the manager is kinky and.