As I went down to prepare some breakfast and coffee, Jane was joined in the bathroom by Fiona. “Were you spying on us?” Jane asked, having just pu... on a matching black lacy bra and G-string.“Yes. Well, actually, I was hoping to get a look at Jon while he was sleeping. It was just a bonus to see the show. God it looked Hot! It was better than any porn I’ve ever seen. I came twice just watching. How did it feel?” Fiona asked.“Absolutely Amazing! I knew he would be good, but to be fucked. I groan into your neck, feeling your tight pussy wrap around my rock hard cock. I had been wanting this feeling all night long. Your pussy clamps down right as I slide my cock in and your breathing stops, your body arches and you cum. I can feel your juices flowing on my cock. I knew I won't last too long after wanting you all night; as you're still coming down from your orgasm I start sliding in and out of you slowly, each time increasing my pace and firmness. This is exactly what you needed,. Late in the afternoon we went home, showered, and then went to the restaurant on the 95th floor of the Hancock Building for dinner.After dinner, Karin and I walked along Michigan Avenue and went to see St. Elmo’s Fire, a movie about a group of friends trying to figure out life and relationships after graduating from college. The movie starred Emilio Estevez, who was Martin Sheen’s son, as well as Rob Lowe, Demi Moore, Judd Nelson, and Ally Sheedy. Overall, it was fairly clichéd, but that didn’t. Swinging back upright from the sit-ups was always tricky, but that was why he did one-handed pull-ups some days. His remaining hand, with one finger and thumb, could lift his entire body, with attached prosthetics, plus another forty pounds.Satisfied with his performance, he moved back into the house to clean up. This part was a little more tricky. Yes, he could wear the prosthetics, but even though they were water-repelling, repeated soaking would cause unneeded degradation. He had waterproof.