When she comes out of the bathroom, I would immediately rush in.I would take the phone and go up to the terrace with my earphones. The phone didn’t ...ave a good resolution. The video also wouldn’t be clear but it was enough for me to get off the edge. Even when sleeping, as I said, she was a heavy sleeper I would keep one of my hands over her breast area as if I did it in my sleep.She wouldn’t even know. I used to move it around and press it a little. That was so satisfying. Sometimes I’d get. It wasn't too tight a grip, so he screwed the end of the canister to get that tight pussy feel he desperately wanted. He lay there on the couch, with the toy in his hands and his cock deep inside.He eased the toy up, as his cock began to withdraw from the warm pussy. The grip tried to grasp an even tighter hold of his cock, which pulsated and throbbed within. It was so warm, felt so good inside that even he didn't want to pull it out.After retreating a few inches, he then slid it back on. His. Instead of waiting to go, I just moved my hips backwards and right into his. He rocks back on his heels and trys to adjust himself so I wouldn't see it beginning to get hard."Its ok, ...wait...what is your name in the first place?" I said."Sam" was all he could mutter as he just stared at me."Thats the reason I brought you back here, Sam. I took quick notice of it on the mat out there and I want to know how big that gets."He began to studder as I reached out and rubbed my hand across it. From High School to college and on to the NFL he had never had any problem getting any girl he wanted to fuck him. He even did some of his teacher and professors when he was in school.He fell into fucking married women by accident. After retiring from football he deiced to buy a fixer up house in a nice neighborhood and work on it. Josh had always liked to build things with his hands, and he was no guy to have an office job or anything that resembled a business career. He had plenty of offers.