Sunlight lit the room like a porn film. He was on top pumping away and her hips pushed right back with sounds of pleasure to match. His face was burie... in her tits as she turned towards me, smiled, and blew me a kiss. I was sitting there stroking my erection in sync with his thrusts. Then I saw that the cock invading my “beloved” was unwrapped. His swinging balls were slapping her ass with each stroke, eager to have their sperm swimming where mine already were.Twice I saw her tighten her legs. ” She gave him one last long kiss. He noticed that she hadn’t bothered to button up her own shirt. They said their good-nights and Shawn walked back to the restaurant to get his car. He could not shake the feeling that, just as things were heating up, he was being watched. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That night he had another silent, erotic dream. This time the woman squatted on the man’s lap. He was inside her and she was. She cursed herself for not taking the job for the financial services company. Instead, she took an entry level job working at a fashion magazine catering to African American women. She gambled that her brief, teen career as a model would have opened the door for her there. Unfortunately, the bosom that blossomed in her late teens seemed to prevent her from being anything other than a gopher or a walking piece of eye candy for sponsors and investors. Therefore, she was frequently sexually. Try as hard as she could, Brittany couldn't find a single flaw on her perfect body, and try hard she did. "Because of you, my husband and I almost got killed. That he only has that flesh wound is a miracle. You endangered the lives of my friends and my unborn child."Brittany's eyes went wide at that. She never knew. The woman must not be far along, because her flat stomach gave no indication."I should kill you for what you did ... I've killed for less." Brittany gulped, having no doubts that.