I’m angry with myself, but I hide it well by being angry with you. The film is finished and already the mood is changing to one that makes me loo... at my coat, you notice and it makes you angry with me, you know me too well and you think I’ve created an argument so that I can storm out and be away from you, maybe I did but it wasn’t a deliberate act. You’re shouting at me now and I never have been very good at taking it well. It scares me and the fear makes me shout back through real. He'd noticed me as soon as I lifted my head to peek, and he turned his eyes to me as best he could, a smile inherent in the look. Without breaking our eye contact, I reached over his hip, pushing his strong arm aside, removed his hand, and took hold of his cock. Watching his expression intently, I started to stroke him slowly, feeling the hot, rigid body of it respond to my touch, wondering yet again how the skin was able to slide up and down over something so solid, how his foreskin was able. After he’d rested he propped himself up on his arms and looked at me. “Thanks,” he said. “First time anal?” “Yeah, my wife won’t do it.” “Like it?” “Hell yeah, best fuck I’ve had in ages.” He pulled his cock out, slid off the bed, wiped his cock on a hand towel and left the room. Everybody else except Claire had gone. “Want a drink?” I nodded. She tossed me a hand towel and left the room. I wiped up the mess between my legs, squatted over the towel and squeezed out as much as I could.. ........................................In his room only a few houses away Jimmy Warner was looking at the screen of his PC enjoying the view. The live feed from the drone was terrific. HD, full colour; - fantastic he thought. It was lucky he'd spotted these two girls, they were ideal to test out the drone. The blonde one, sun bathing on her couch and the dark one in a pair of very short shorts and a tight tee shirt both looked very cute. And now the blond one was on her feet, waving and.