He followed her from the motel to the club saw she had to drive on and look for parking and knew the time had come as he saw her park down the street ...e pulled his van into the alley and opened the doors then moved quietly into the shadow of the shop front next to the alley.He patted his pocket making sure the soaked chloroform cloth was there in its zip bag.The rest of his gear was waiting on the front passenger seat of the van in his snatch bag.He couldn’t believe his luck the street was. He kept his door unlocked and he just walked right in. His house was pretty nice for him being the only one to live in it. He asked me to grab a few boxes and head to his room. So I did what he asked. He was downstairs in his living room as I was in his bedroom. The first thing I did was look at the view from his window to my bedroom. He could really see everything. I was kind of wondering if he'd ever looked through my window to snoop on me. I turned and looked at his bed and thought to. By the time I was kissing and nuzzling up the inside of her thigh my cock reacted, straining forcefully against my pants, to the scent of her arousal. The flowing silk dress had fallen so far up her thigh that her knickers were almost visible between those statuesque legs and her mewls were coming with every deep breath. With her scent spurring me on to the very top of her thighs and what lay between, I helped her dress along the rest of the way, brushing the hem up above her underwear and a. "This is fucking hot!" She spreads her legs revealing her very wet pussy. That little bitch must've been watching me! My eyes flick back to my laptop screen to see if Dave has noticed anything. His eyes are closed as he strokes his member, completely unaware of what just happened. I look past my laptop screen, filled with the image of my handsome boyfriend stroking his hard cock, to my roommate fingering her wet pussy. My hand drops back to my own pussy as I work the fake cock into my mouth.