The latex rectangle contained a small vibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman's labia, was covered ...ith low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily's sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.Connie carefully thumbed the slide control. Were she and Greg getting it on? Was she pleasuring herself alone? Maybe she was just reading in bed. My mind wandered; I preferred the sexual thoughts.One night, the lights came on while I was up-stairs in my bedroom, which faced their house. I grabbed my binoculars, like I had done many times before, and this time I was rewarded. She had left the blinds partly open. I was transfixed, as I watched her slowly disrobe and proceed to adopt various yoga positions, and hold them for an obviously. She shivered, and I looked down to see that the 'serve was now sucking the little toe and running its tongue around it.Suddenly, it was very still in there. I could hear a tiny slurp as it finished with one toe and went on to the next — and the faintest of moans from Anne. She was now slumped back with her elbows on the counter, her mouth open but her eyes closed, while the 'serve was bending to its task, not with disgust, but with enthusiasm.I was not sure what was happening. This is not what. Such beautiful sounds to come from such beautiful woman. I knew I did not deserve to even look at her, but I would do my best to please her! I watched her lips part to moan, her cheeks slackening and flushing, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breaths, one breast peaking from her scandalous neckline. I wrote my tongue across her ceiling as I sucked her folds, translating my violent violation into a sensuous kiss. Her moans became sonorous cries, her head tilted back, she wrapped her.