Laura turned on her back. She could not wait any longer. She opened her legs, as if to let the sun heat up her sex up further. She squirted a generous...amount of tanning lotion on her tits, and massaged them. Nipple sensitivity was always a good indicator of how horny she was. The harder Laura could pinch them, the more aroused she was. Today she could squeeze as hard as she wanted. It only increased the pleasure. She knew she did not have to wet her fingers before touching her pussy. It would. I thought this wall clock would go in the kitchen and here is a fake smoke detector. The camera is inside. If you mount this over the doorway youll be able to see everything that goes on in the bedroom. Heres the only one thats not hidden. It gets mounted under the dash of her car. Theres some directions on how to mount it so its completely out of sight but youll be able to see and hear your wife while shes driving. I looked at all the stuff. There was no way she would discover I was spying on. I lean down and inhale deeply, letting the pheromones work into the deepest animal parts of my brain. Finding your clitoris with my tongue and then sucking it into my mouth, making circles with my tongue pressed against it. Now my reward is richer, you writhe on the bed above me your head thrown back and your hands pulling harder on your. I run my hand up your thigh and then probe with two fingers, finding the entrance to your pussy. They press inward, parting the walls of your tunnel, rotating. . they were more yellow. There seemed to be a yellowish smog like haze drifting in from the ocean.Jack pushed the intercom button and asked the pilot if he could make a run about a hundred or so miles back west and fly low and slow over the water. That settled, they did a 90 and flew out past FAA territory. The water had tiny bubbles ... well ... from this height it was tiny bubbles ... bubbles big enough to swamp a 30 foot cruiser ... if you were right down there in it.Jack took out his cell.