Standing up straight, her boobs were on show to their fullness and she finally looked upwards and out the window. The guy was aware and standing up to...ignore the dog, he made no attempt to hide his voyeuristic intensions. "This is so rude!" Kate proclaimed as she looked back at Kyle, he replied; "Just stay there."Kate did as she was told and maintained herself at the window. It framed her body, creating the view for him to enjoy. She watched as he just stared at her and smiled....Kate smiled. They even had their older son keep an eye on it too, hoping it wouldn’t be destroyed by Travis, the 26 year old son and their 18 year daughter, Amber. In fact so that it wasn’t “destroyed” they alerted a few neighbors to “keep an eye” on the house for the next few nights insuring them that nothing peculiar went on in and around it. No, not too many lights were lit up inside the house and no cars were parked out in front of it either. Additionally there wasn’t even any loud music thundering out. She constantly begged me to get it “deeper” or to get it “faster” like she was a traffic cop directing either my cock or my tongue to do it right.I must confess that I was serenely content with either of those choices by my beloved step-sister Susan because her snatch was prime eating territory and the excitement of using her rear door entryway for carnal delights was so inspiring that the thought alone was enough to make me turn on my pre-cum like a leaking kitchen sink.The truth of the matter. Her sweaty glistening body was performing an impromptu dance in the water as she concentrated on her imminent orgasm, teasing herself as only she could, irritating her nerves just enough to evoke a response. The sleeping strap attached her to the wall in a vague fashion, the other end looped about her waist, forgotten for the time being.As the pace and stress of the strokes increased, Mistry felt the release rising in her loins, like an anemone in wait for a careless fish, ready but waiting for.