I laid my fingers between her breasts, covering her heart. “Who owns this?” I asked her softly.She trembled and I didn’t think it was from the v...brator. “You do, Matt!” she whispered back to me lovingly. “Forever! I promise.”No one could see my face in that moment. Tabby was blindfolded and her body hid me from those watching on the bed. I put my head down and sagged a little with relief. She didn’t hate me. I’d been so worried about that. All I had to worry about now was that she might tell. The signals could also be intercepted by some pervert who had nothing better to do than eavesdrop on someone else's private peeping operation.I sat down at my computer and began to design my PEEPER (Personal Electronic Eye Platform for Examination and Relaxation). I just love making up acronyms.I started by looking up TV cameras on the net. I wanted a small color TV camera. The camera had to have a pretty wide angle also. I couldn't think of a way to have the girls undress in the same spot. “Grizelda, what are you doing? Zis pervert was playing with my underwear!”“No! He wasn’t playing. I asked him to look in there for me while we were away. I told him I was jealous of your bras, and I wanted one in particular. I’m so sorry, I should have told you.” Brunhild let me slide down her body and I wound up resting on her leg.“Well, that’s a very weird thing to do. You usually tell me you don’t like my clothes.”“I secretly like some of them. I’m sorry,” she said. Grizelda walked up to me. I lap up every last drop of her natural juices like the cat that has got the cream. I come up for air and lick my lips like a lion about to devour a gazelle. “Mmmmm Ha-ha-haa!” She sits up and looks at me as if to say ‘don’t be silly’ then lays back down on the bed. She looks as if she is about to melt into the sheets as I begin my work again in earnest. I begin with the appetizer, lightly licking her clitoris with the tip of my tongue like a little kitten licking gravy up off someone’s finger..