My honey was with shorts and tshirt.We walked back along beach after watch sunset. I kissed him. And took him to bed. We undressed slowly in front of ... mirror so he stood behind me and I could watch him in mirror undressing me. I could turn my head to side and kiss him.He peeled the dress down uncovering my bra covered breasts. His hands rested on my tummy.I turned taking off his tshirt and putting my hand in his shorts. I could feel his penis and stroked it slowly up and down the shaft. As I. For some years now he had kept himself fit by riding his mountain bike then doing about 15 minutes of floor exercises and stretching most days.He had given up running a few years back, because he knew too many guys who suffered knee and ankle problems and his doctor had agreed that bike riding was an excellent way to stay fit. He preferred to keep his weight down by exercising rather than dieting because he enjoyed food and drink too much.This morning, when Dave woke up, he realised that it had. He wanted to be able to see my face. I could not believe I was actually going to masturbate in front of my neighbor. The neighbor I had always found to be so intimidating.I was unable to look Jeff in the eye as I adjusted my position. I rested my head on one of the towels and my ass on the other and, vibrator in hand, I started reading. Knowing that he was watching made it so humiliating that I had the first of the many orgasms I would have that morning almost instantly. I thought he was. Ooo, they're pissed."They crashed through the door, mostly unaware that the battering ram used in the assault didn't come with them.Yes ... they had the remnants of black suits ... yes ... they were holding plastic grips and plastic frames that used to be attached to guns with metal springs, triggers and slides that once upon a time had magazines with metal cartridges in them. If it was metal ... it was gone. Badges, too.No ... their radios didn't work so they couldn't call for backup..