Horny." Mark explained. He paused and let his hand fall away from his hard on for Sara to see. His penis looked almost red, engorged with the strength...of his rapidly beating heart and was standing up as stiff and tall as could be."God!" Sara exclaimed with a deep, throaty breath. "It looks so hard, like it hurts." She was still staring intently at his cock, examining it with her eyes, and Mark's excitement continued to grow as he watched her fascination and delight."Can I..." Sara started, then. “What are you up to?”“You wouldn’t believe it,” I said. My dick was starting to ooze a little precum. “Try me.”“I just checked into my room, and I was looking out the window. Across the street, I guess it must be the Marriott, I can see a couple having sex.”“Wow. Do they know you are watching?”“That’s the thing. They saw me watching, and they went back to it. He is licking and sucking her pussy and seems to be doing a pretty good job. He even moved aside so I could have a look at her. Yes, there were lucky views, requiring me to ditch the van and dash back in my mac, hoping to get my perv sex pleasure. But nothing prepared me for what I saw on this particular evening in BirminghamWhen I finished my days work, often by the afternoon, I’d be in my mac in the shopping malls, maybe find a phone booth and hope for lovely girls to walk by. Sometimes I was lucky, but often went home disappointed, but happy to spend an evening with my mags or looking out the window. This time, it. Actually, I'd seen them pause at the door and discuss it before coming in, but I'd ignored them then, waiting to see if they would commit to anything. I was prepared to leave, but not without a request... They wandered over and I got a closer look. The woman was maybe forty, one of those beach drapes covering her swimsuit. She wasn't huge, but she wasn't tiny -- somewhere in the well-padded middle range, mouse-brown hair showing streaks of silver AND gold. He was tall and lanky -- almost.