At the front door, John left on the hallway light. It faced Cathy's house, and he thought it might be a signal that she should keep her eyes peeled.J...hn and I wasted no time. I was ready for some sex and he sure seemed the same way. We went right to his bedroom that faced Cathy's house and turned on the light. Then he closed the curtains partway, but we went to the end of the bed with a line of sight from Cathy's window. John knelt down and loosened my pants, then pulled them down. My. After Abe had leaned forward and handed me the change and the receipt for their meal, they settled back and held hands and then kissed. I kept the engine in neutral as I sat and stared into the rear view mirror watching them. It wasn’t a hungry passionate kiss. You know, the ones that come before the hands move over each other’s body as they work up to sex. It was a slow, tender, passionate kiss. Their hands did move over each other but Abe’s only touched her shoulder. Trish’s however rested on. Being surrounded by a male crew who wouldn’t even let her move a finger unless it was to pose made her feel even lighter and smaller everyday. Maybe they had a point, but she wouldn’t know unless they let her try. She wanted to be useful. Damn it, she was sure she could do everything just as well as they could. One of the crew members started to scale a tree to screw in a lighting grip. He swung one leg around the branch and steadied himself before scooting up to throw a rope down to the rest.. Slowly, ever so slowly. Then she sat upright, hands clasped behind her neck, still moving up and down his cock. SLAP. SLAP. He started to bash those lovely tits. Her screams were now a mix of pleasure and pain. SLAP, again and again as she slid up and down him. Then, suddenly, he reached up and grabbed her hair, roughly pulling her face to his. Faster and faster her arse clenched and unclenched as she fucked herself on that rigid cock. She freed herself from his grip on her hair. Upright again,.