I've peeked at you some nights. While you were undressing. I saw you totally naked the other night."She could see the bulge in the man's pants growing... He was getting a hard on talking about this. She decided to help him along. The girl dropped to the floor beside him and took his hand in hers."That's okay, Jack. You're male and I'm female. There's nothing wrong with you looking. In fact, I'm flattered you think I'm so pretty."He blushed. Then, he said, "I... I want to do more than just look.. He had plans for her; plans to fuck her. Not just anywhere this time but in Larry’s bed. He had fucked her earlier in his bed but this would be different. Larry would be in the house as he fucked her; Larry would hear him fucking his wife. “You stay downstairs,” Pete told him as he led Ginny away. Larry watched them disappear from view. He heard them climb the stairs together; He heard the bedroom door click behind them. He heard the sounds of the bed as they settled inside it. There was. Cum and sweat had plastered my hair to my face, and judging from the goopy sticky mess on my face and breasts, I guessed Damien had dumped at least three loads on me during the night, perhaps Ashley had, too.When I finally understood where I was, I jumped to my feet and dressed, then hurried into the elevator. Never before had I ever shared the elevator with anyone in all my nightly visits, but of course, this time, an elderly couple got in the elevator two floors down. I smelled of sex, I was. "Put some of this on!" I looked at her incredulously."First off," I began, "I do not want to wear all that girly shit!Second, I don't know about dressing like a girl!" She stared at me,scanning my body up and down, as if she were trying to decide what Ishould wear. "Well," she said, "start by putting on some underwear.Here."She tossed me some bras and panties, both a matching black. I looked atthem, not wanting to put them on. "Michelle," she said. "You have towear them." With hesitation I.