During the last hour Glen had pulled out his pecker and stroked it hard just watching the show. Maira told me, “I see why you like him. I was so hor...y I just had to give him a blow job and he fingered me off. I hope you’re not mad.”I laughed, “I’m not surprised at either of you. Maira, you’re going to ‘blow’ your profits!”The enterprising young woman soon had a full schedule and a rapidly growing bank account. With my income we could afford our own apartment which, with my car, gave us some. He had put the cameras for this very moment. He wanted to catch a glimpse of his dream girl, Kimberly Ann Possible, in the nude. Even if it was just a glimpse. But she always changed in the little rooms and she always came out of the shower (or went in) with her towel around her gorgeous young teen body.He didn't have time to install cameras in the rooms and the water and steam in the showers weren’t good for the cameras.But the other girls where not so shy and were worth the trouble of nearly. So he spent most of his free time in a drunken haze, where the pain was much less acute and he could remember without tears. But it was the dreams that were the worst of it, they came with every full lunar cycle. He would find himself in her arms again and the joy of his heart would be acutely intense, her kisses warm, her love still nurturing him. He would not recall her passing in them, and the room was always filled with the sweet scent of roses. It was not until he woke to the horror of the. She was so aroused I knew she was committed to go through with it now. She would let him screw her like a bitch and cum screaming on his cock... I turned away and headed back home, my cock hard in my pants, leaving them arms wrapped around each other.That night was the most anxiety-filled and sexually charged of my life. Four hours later Jasmine came home, guilty, flushed and tired. I tried to kiss her but turned her lips away and winced, her lips sore and her body bruised. She tasted and.