Now we weren't as quiet as before although we still had to be more restrained than we would have been in a house. But we both were pleased anyway; she...timed herself to push her hips back to meet my forward thrusts. At one point, she lifted her feet up and tried to hook her ankles around my calves. We couldn't quite manage that so she put her feet back on the floor.During all this, I forgot about that damned outside door and I let myself say things like, "You fuck great, you little minx." What. Thinking about it laughing I never even had the chance to scream. Ahh well shit happens right?! Anyway I knew I was through the parking lot when I saw Miss Dorothy's house. Its fucking huge. A classic Victorian with enormous windows and a wrap around front porch. She remodeled the porch after it fell in. but tonight her lights were out which would have helped light some of my way. I was not paying to much attention tonight I just wanted to go home get mostly naked and sleep. Obviously, I never. I hung up the phone. I was getting used to the prank calls by this time since they had been happening for at least a month or longer. Nothing ever came of it. Some nights I didn't even get the calls. My husband wasn't concerned either. He just figured it was teens making prank calls. Unfortunately neither of us knew at the time how wrong we were.Another month had passed another month of more prank calls, only they were getting worse. I was starting to get frightened. When my husband told me. Henry was now totally over Allen’s back and nibbled his ear and whispered dirty words in his ear. Allen turned his head and the two men managed to exchange a wet kiss. Henry pulled out then in, out and in, at least a dozen times. Henry knew this spot was well-known and the noise of the fuck had attracted three men. Allen was delighted as he loved to be watched. The voyeurs had dropped their pants and had their cock in their hand, their eyes riveted to the sight of two men fucking. Allen flipped.