My curiosity got the better of me and I decided to investigate. I walked through the kitchen. The sounds were louder now. I peered around the corner i...to the den. This room was also empty. The sounds could only be coming from one place now, the bedroom. A million thoughts raced through my head. I had to see what was going on in that room. The door to the bedroom was half-open. I slowly walked across the den. I could hear my wife’s voice moaning, “Oh God, Michelle.” As I peaked into the room I. Unrehearsed, rather than the stage managed. I suppose that’s why I adore the voyeur, hidden camera scenarios. Yes, I know lots of them are “faked”, but I think it’s easy to spot the genuine article. I particularly like the single camera ones, strategically placed to give a good wide view. The woman, home alone, decides to play. Again, a key for me, is this takes place in the lounge, not the bedroom. Yes, like most women, I’ve sometimes gone up to bed, stripped completely naked and got my toys. He quickly penetrated me and was fucking away with a blinding speed I would never be able to match while dildoing myself. We were beyond the 30 seconds this time as Blackie kept humping away and my dick was bobbing up and down. I felt Blackie grip me tighter and felt something big at the entrance to my asshole. I realized it was his knot and Blackie was going to try and get that inside me now. Oh shit. I started taking short breaths as Blackie gripped me tighter with each thrust. I could feel. Both of you run track and you have some classes together because you both are in AP courses. The two of you have always been close, even for siblings. You've always been there for each other during the most trying times and you two understand and trust each other more than anyone else. You have fought at times but you have always resolved your problems with each other. Truth be told, lately you have been harboring feelings about her that you know you should not have. You are terrified of her.