Each movement I make reminds me that I shouldn’t have peeped on her through the window. The pain I feel that pulls from my lower stomach to my sack...reminds me that what I did was wrong. But the reminder of what I was seeing tells me that it was so right.I wake up, the second day of my 48 hours off of the firehouse. The reminding torture I allowed myself to have still lingering as I shower again and dress. Always an early riser, I sit and have my coffee by six am on the front porch. I hear. Long story short it was decided that I will stay at home for my exams and my aunt would take care of me and my mom gave her a spare key to our house and my family took off after 2 days. I was home alone I was quite happy not because I would be spending most of my time at my aunt’s but because I would be free at my home I can walk around my house in my undies for the whole day, can leave the door open while peeing, can watch lesbian porn(my fav.) without worrying that anyone might see me, I can. She looked at his eyes and then down at the joining of their two bodies. "Fuck yeah! Look at me all stretched out." She looked up at nothing twisted her hips a little. "Let me cum really quick first and then I'll work the rest of you in."All she had to do was press a couple of fingers against her clit and wiggle her hips to make herself grunt and pant. "Yeah, there it is," she muttered.Frank felt her tighten around him. He got a good look at the chick while she quietly came on his cock.He. “What?” Three demanded those words be repeated and spanked Mark.“Fuck me and...” Mark muttered.“Louder!” Two barked and nodded to Three for another, harder spank.“Fuck!” Mark yelled in pain. “...me,” he ended his incomplete phrase.“And what?” One asked adamantly, signaling Three to give Mark another firm yank on each of his buttocks.“Fuck!” came as the first time the palm connected with the cheek and, “Me!” with the second. “And fill me up with your seed. Inseminate my bowels!” he finally.