Commanding me without words. My whole body is buzzing. Her face as he slides into her, I’ll never forget it. A moment of surprise and release and ec...tasy that I can feel myself reciprocate. I’m lost in the moment, the voyeurism, the exhibition. I stand there, naked at the window, pumping hard at my clit with my hand and occasionally dipping my fingers into myself, my other hand caressing my tits, pinching the nipples, sliding against my warming skin. Both strangers staring intently into my. She wanted her cunt to be slick bald, without a hint of stubble. I had heard that same kind of excited protest for more than a week. ‘You’re going to make me show them my asshole?’ she’d whimper, and I’d cruelly respond, ‘And squeeze it for ’em in the spotlight, Big Tits.’ She’d squeal in horror and her pussy would drip fucking-juice. She was hot enough to melt a lead dildo by the time that night came around. We had picked out what she would wear very carefully–such as it was. As I got her. Cindi performed the introductions. Bonnie told us dinner would be ready shortly, so the rest of us settled in the living room to talk until it was served.I laughed and the girls giggled. Bonnie said.Everyone but Sheila agreed immediately. Sheila asked, I told him. Tim sat, chewing silently, for a long time. I said.As we were getting ready for bed, Sharon asked me, {Mike, wouldyou mind if Sheila slept with us tonight?}{Are you sure that's a good idea love? I sort of figured she'd be joining. They had to deal with my oldest brother when he and his wife split up, now it was me. There was one day I was waiting at the bus stop. This blond haired girl was also waiting there for the bus. Her face turned pale white as I walked closer to where she was standing."I can't believe you followed me all the way up here you son of a bitch." She said to me.I was shocked, but at the same time aroused by her soft, southern accent."Excuse me?" I asked in defiance. How could I be following you when I.