It makes me gasp unexpectedly. The head of my cock bursts out of the top bringing with it a small lake of lube. He pushes down harder so I’m burie... deep into the toy. All I can say is “ahh hahhhh” as I look down at my throbbing cock. “Fuck yeah…look at that head!” he says, staring at my cock head which is now very red and wet. The contrast between the black toy and my dick is striking. It looks very red. The sight is very arousing. I wonder just how hard I’m going to cum...he’s going to. Sharon turns on some dance music and begins to dance by herself on the dance floor. She is obviously feeling good. Sharon is dancing and looking out at the pool. She calls out to Bonnie that she absolutely must come and see what she is looking at. "What is it" Bonnie asks..."come see for yourself" Sharon replied. Bonnie walks over to the dance floor and quickly sees what has Sharon's attention. Hank was swimming laps in Sharon's pool, The two of them seemed to be mesmerized by this. When Hank. Paul pulled down his shorts allowing his stiff cock to swing free and stepped forward forcing Christine’s legs apart. He let go of her throat and grabbed her hips, pulling her to the edge of the table.“Sorry had to be this way Mrs Rogers but I need you so badly. I can’t help it but after yesterday I just want to fuck you again and again.”He pushed forward, feeding his stiff rod into her wet MILF cunt until he was balls deep inside her. He leaned down and grabbed her wrists, pinning her arms to. Over the following weeks, I often heard them and their other friends passing by the house, especially in the evenings, talking about Mum. To find out what they were saying, I went to the extent of getting spy equipment such as a hidden microphone put invisibly in the house's eaves ouside, and because I couldn't always be listening, I got masses of blank tapes and left a machine to record the voices of passers by. I discovered both revealing and confusing evidence. Samples of what I heard on.