I am 45 years old, love life, and live it to the fullest. We talked to each other for the next hour or so, and he bought me a few more drinks. We stoo... there talking for a while and Sid told me that he wanted me to go with him to his house. I told him, that I couldn't because there was something important I had to do the next morning, and couldn't be late. He informed me that he did have an alarm clock and could wake me up if I would just come home with him. I said I understood he had an alarm. At first he thought she must be the wizard’s daughter. But after a while he noticed she would depart from there at evening and go to a nearby inn. And some times she carried large tomes with her. “Whatever was she doing?” he wondered. At last, curiosity drove him to fly at night and try to find the window to her room. He swooped from window to window seeking a glimpse of her. There…at the uppermost window…he glimpsed her. Head bent over some ancient volume by candle light. He landed lightly on. When he reaches the hand that is still wet with my arousal he chuckles low. "Does watching them turn you on, little one? Do you wish it was you in her place?" I'm glad he can't see my crimson cheeks. He takes my hand and guides it back down to my panties again, moving his fingers with mine. I watch the scene behind the drapes. The man in front now has his cock shoved down the woman's throat, fucking her face hard. The other man is pounding her pussy equally hard. She looks ecstatic, like she's. It was a funny taste and as my mouth filled, I spat a stream back at her, the pee splashing against her thighs.A groan from the black girl made us pause as she climaxed into Vicky's mouth. Her body shuddered as her orgasm grew more intense, her pussy thrust forward and her back arched back. I noticed that Vic was rubbing her own clit, obviously enjoying it!I looked back at the mistress and smiled. “Have some of this then”. I sat back then lifted my arse off the ground. My erect cock.