As I glanced around the room I realized that I had a perfect view of her bedroom door down the hall and noticed that it was about halfway open. I deci...ed to quietly walk down the hall to improve my view. I was at the threshold of the bedroom when I stepped on a squeaky board in the old wooden floor. I thought I was so busted. "Is that you Mike?" she said from the bedroom. "Uh yes... I was just looking at some of the pictures in your hallway." To which she replied "Good, I could use your help."I. The feeling of some one watching her sent chills up her spine. As soon as the maid closed the door, Rowan let out a sound, like that of an animal. She had cum. Rowan died in 1855 at the hands of a jealous lover. A nobleman had become obsessed with having her as his trophy. She wanted to be with a man who had the courage to fuck her like an unbreakable woman and he only made love. On the day she was murdered, Rowan was in the thrones of pleasure when the Nobleman walked in. She was being fucked. I like to think perhaps they might have. Imagine if they knew!”I was starting to get aroused as I imagined these strangers, men and women alike, touching themselves, and climaxing as they read my most intimate thoughts and words, some of them fantasies, but many real experiences that Jim and I had enjoyed together.“Not only do some of my stories have a lot of views, many are among the top rated stories of all time on the site in several different genres. And Jim, several of those top rated. I groaned as my cock touched her sweet soft breasts.I immediately started to jack hammer my cock between her breasts. Sasha giggled as my cock kept on popping out. She pushed her breasts together with one hand and her elbow, using her free hand to trap my cock inside. I moaned and watched her breasts jiggle slightly from my assault.Sasha was watching my cock intently as it slid up and down between her perky breasts. While she wasn't overflowing with breasts like some women, Sasha had more than.