Now you can study 'her' in detail.Little by little, in your imagination, a relationship begins to form.Then one evening, just before she closes her cu...tains, she seems to be looking directly at you. Your heart misses a beat, and you blush beetroot red.As her curtains close, she raises a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and smiles at you, no-one else, only YOU.Now you can't sleep. All you can think about is tomorrow and 'her' and YOU!Amanda writes:I've never been caught 'watching' before.My. After dinner, we settled into an evening of conversation, snacks and wine. Veronica even offered me one of her nighties and a robe so I wouldn't have to cross over to my now-dark house for something to wear. I changed in the guest room and came back out.. They had also changed into night clothes and robes. It did seem to me that Veronica was being especially nice to me, but it still came as a shock when she asked, "Carmina, have you and Troy ever tried swinging?"I stammered, "You mean, like,. After a few minutes, I dropped off to sleep, only to be awakened by my, our hand stroking her cock.“Mmm, you do that really well, Arianna,” he said as he licked the top of our head.Then to my horror, he rolled us over, maneuvered between our legs, and pushed his hard cock deep into our body. Once again, I had no control. I was watching and feeling him fuck the other me. And she was enjoying it! She was moaning and had wrapped her legs around his waist. George Clooney was fucking the other me,. “What's your name?” I asked him. He smiled coyly and slid his hand up my thigh. “Are you not going to tell me?” I was getting frustrated. He licked his lips and slid his hand under my dress, once again brushing against my pussy. He leaned in and began kissing my neck softly. His fingers found their way once more inside my panties, pushing their way through my pussy lips. I parted my legs urging his exploration, wanting him to feel my desire. As he inserted two fingers inside my pussy, I moaned.