Then Ellen began to groan. He stopped. “Am I hurting you Mrs Haslett?” he asked, concerned that he was causing her pain.“Oh god don’t stop Bil...y, I was starting to come, urghhh, just keep fucking me, urghhh.”Her language shocked and excited him. Then she said, “can I ask you a very personal question?”He was past caring, all he wanted was to reach his climax and come inside her. “Yes Mrs Haslett, anything you like.”“If we hadn’t stopped when we did, when it was her turn, would you have felt. He looks around and puts one finger to my lips and rubs lightly to get in between, i stand frozen, thinking Oh my god... he pulls back his hand, zip me up and put his finger in his mouth, im just looking at him in chock he has the silliest grin on his face, i cant help laughing, at the foyer we go separate ways going home i pass a lingerie store, so i go in to have a look and i find the perfect thing to buy Im eager to get going the next morning, i need my elevator fix i have a knee long but. .. When it is your turn to be watched, do a strip tease if you want to take the time for that, stretch out on a bed or couch and "DO" yourself. Start slowly until the urge to splurge takes over and you have forgotten that you are being observed. You WILL forget about not being alone once the heavy-duty self-imposed hornies take charge of your body!Let your peeping Tom or Thomasina SEE you 'doing' things with your body that MAKE YOU HAPPY... and orgasmic! Then allow nature to take its course. Suddenly, I heard footsteps, sensing that he was awake and knows something's going on. As I was about to leave the kitchen, he tackled me to the floor. I let out a scream. He took off my mask and saw me quiver.Knowing that I'm his next door neighbor and was shocked, he clamly asked me "Claire, how did you get here?"I said "Your front door was open. While you were sleeping, I took a little tour of your house."I was still quivering when his hand touch my right thigh."I have reason for getting.