I started to deep throat him and I could feel him getting harder and swelling. I knew I was going to be gagging on a big load soon.Just then the door ...nocked and I stopped. Both of us startled out of our bliss as we did not expect anyone to visit. He pulled his pants back on and I went to my room. I heard another man's voice and comments about the fun. The front window curtain was partially open and the older neighbor had seen the fun, but he thought it was a girl. I decided to change and go. After a few moments I let my hand slide up right to the top of her thigh. I felt her other thingh against my fingers, but my small finger was now brushing her mound. Grace still seemed to be okay with my increasingly obvious ministrations. I was now becoming dizzy with excitement, my moth was going dry and my prick was getting hard. I started pushing my hand northwards applying pressure to her vagina. I asked ‘You OK with this?’ ‘Yeah’ Gasped Grace Now I started rubbing up and down her. After I returned I had to wear my custom made 48Z bra I had made with 32 pound a piece breast forms I made. I had spare computer bedroom that was specifically my masturbation room. Anytime I was not doing anything or not with Suzanne, I was to be in my room masturbating and cumming. She wanted me to have a daily goal of eating my cum 20 times a day.She would occasionally check up on me. "Are you masturbating?" She would ask from the door. I would respond "Yes." "How many times have you loved me. What I was on the horizon made my jaw drop and my stomach jump.On the horizon, silhouetted by the descending sun, was a girl. She was leaned up against the oak I had been resting in what had only seemed like moments ago. Going on the shape on the silhouette I was certain she was wearing some loose jeans and a tank top, I could see the sunlight bouncing off her belly bar, her hair cascading down and over her shoulder. She must have been an angel, maybe a goddess, but I could do nothing but.