I swiped our debit card and pushed the cart forward to the car."Lexi. I can explain..." Explain what?" I don't mean to... you know. It just seems to h...ppen. These urges. It's always been like that." Yeah, I know it's always been like that. But we are almost 30 years old. I want to have a child. I can't worry about you impregnating the world." I whispered to him harshly as we exited the store."I know. I wish... It wasn't like that." Wishes don't break habits. If it was just about me, it'd be one. Wendy then cupped her bra-covered breasts in her hands and after a few seconds she undid the fastening and allowed the bra to drop clear. My mouth dried up and I pressed my eyes tighter into the binoculars.I could see that she was squeezing her delicious tits quite firmly and then she pinched her nipples between her fingers and this seemed to make them larger and harder. Finally she let go with one hand, which she lowered out of sight, obviously down onto her lap.Eventually Wendy rose and went. I could see the hunger in their faces. We had set ablaze the room with no remorse. “Damn baby, you sucking the shit out your dick, and you look so good doing it.” I loved encouraging her. I mean, she did look amazing with 8 thick inches of me in her mouth. Slurping slowly, she winked at me. The way Brielle gazed over at the scene we created, I didn’t know whether she wanted me, Krissy, or Danny. The excitement of the show had me ready to explode. I mean Krissy’s mouth piece was A1 to begin. I knew that Randall wasn't home. But his son was. I wondered if they were purposely doing what they were doing out where he could see them if he was watching. And there were other neighbors around who might be able to see them as well.I smiled when I realized that they probably wanted to be watched. I was pretty sure that was what they were thinking when they chose that table to fuck on because that was probably what I would have been thinking about.The possibility that I was being watched was.