”Its pointless, I better just get it over with.” I muttered as I headed to the bathroom to wink off. On the floor I noticed a pair of my sister’... tight shorts and a sports bra in her hamper. I was intrigued so I dug deeper. Finally I hit the jackpot (pardon the pun).I found a white lace thong, then a pink Vineeta’s Secret tanga, and a blue cotton thong. I was in heaven. I took the white lace thong and the tanga into the bathroom. There was a great full-length mirror in Shawna’s bathroom. It was. Of course, negligent me, I had completely forgotten to close my living room curtains, and a single light burned on an end table. Bad, bad me. The picture of me fucking her was perfectly framed by the bare window. A couple of passersby on the street were thoroughly enjoying the show.I didn’t mind.The voyeurism was something I was beginning to get into. I had contemplated setting up video cameras in the living room and bedroom. One day I would see this through. I couldn’t think of anything hotter. She was busy preening and didn’t notice me until I stepped behind her and plunged myself into her exposed pussy. “Oh Shit!” She gasped, grabbing the countertop for support. I placed my hands on her hips and started pulling her ass into me, thrusting deep into her cunt. “Oh God.” She squealed. “I wasn’t ready for that.” “Want me to stop?” I asked. “If you’re too sore I can stop.” “Oh FUCK no.” She nearly screamed. “Gimme what you got, I need it bad.” “I would have jumped you earlier, but after. He turned to me smiling....walked over and locked the doors behind meThe pub was empty except for two guys sitting drinking in the corner.without saying a word we walked behind the bar, up the stairs to the room of last nights sex show....I felt like cryingon the bed lay the clothes and shoes and dildo....he was true to his word at least...."get dressed slut" he saidI looked over to where the camera must have been last night... a wardrobe stood in the corner.I stripped naked....and began to.