I was lying there, eyes closed, when I suddenly started hearing soft moaning. I opened my eyes and looked around but didn't see anything or anyone. I ...ot up without being modest about covering up and followed the sounds. They were coming from the yard next door! I peeked over the wooden fence and saw the lady next door giving head to her husband, as he sat on a chair. He saw me peeking over, winked at me, and continued to enjoy what his wife was doing to him. I watched for a few minutes, then. ." Lizzie moaned as her face turned red. Even as she wanted to escape the woman's clutches, this was easily the most erotic few minutes of her life, and she could feel a seeping wetness pressing against her lower back where Amy's pussy was pressed against her, likely rubbing in circles as Amy suckled on her ear. She could feel her urge to run away lessening every second as her feelings of pleasure and passion returned."Now, let's get on with that punishment, shall we?" Amy whispered in a husky. I would sit in my daughter's room, in that undersized rocking chair next to the window. And I would look down, through his kitchen window, and watch him knead the first batch of dough.From that vantage all I could see was his hands, strong hands with a sensitive touch that had sent chills up my arm the first time we had met. His fingers would lift the edges of the dough, folding it over once and then again, and then the heels of his palms would push it into the floured wooden board. It was. I stumbled past her, and Jennifer Sprague grabbed my sleeve as I almost passed my row."You're not supposed to get drunk until tonight," she whispered, grinning at me.Everybody was grinning, and all I wanted to do was sit down and cry.We were all supposed to sit down at the same time, when the music stopped. It was about then that I realized I hadn't looked to see who was sitting by Gloria. What if the guy had brought her... or she had brought the guy? I turned around to look, just as every.