That night I listened at her door. I covered my mouth as I heard the sounds of the electric motor. Friday night finally arrived. Rebecca still hadn't ...sked about her vibrator and where the other came from. I said, why don't you put your night shirt on and I'll put the movie in. I was in the kitchen when she came back. Her mouth gaping as she watched the girl fuck herself with a dildo. I felt my own pussy moistening as she brought herself to a screaming orgasm. Rebecca was red faced, and I seen. She put her arm over my shoulders and pulled me close. We sat there for some time, just holding each other, not moving or talking. Eventually she got up, and without explaining a thing, started making dinner. When Father came in she pasted a smile on her face. This pattern seemed to continue for a while. I'd come home and she'd be sat on the sofa, doing nothing. She wasn't always crying but often her eyes were puffy and red so I knew that she had been. I'd make her a cup of tea and after she. I walked down one path noticing that one guy got out of his car and was walking 10 or so yards behind me, taking his time. Normally I pee sitting down, but I was in a hurry and with no toilet to sit on so I decided to just hike up my skirt and whip it out of my panties. The guy behind me must have noticed I was peeing standing up and it piqued his interest.Slowly he walked up a couple of yards away and I caught him glancing at me. We made eye contact and I looked at him as if to ask “What are. After about 5 minutes, she absentmindedly dropped her right hand into her crotch and started to slowly tease herself. Every so often glancing towards the hole for any signs of life. Running her long manicured nails along the gusset of the thong turned the wetness inside her to a flood, her womanly juices beginning to dampen the satiny material.Slowly Leslie worked herself, trying to keep her excitement on edge. Denying herself an orgasm as she waited for signs of movement from next door. As she.