Lunch forgotten Tyler laid on his back Rebecca on top of him. They kissed each other with deep passion and need, hungry for each other’s taste.Tyler...brushed his tongue against her lips, asking for entrance and she let him in. The kiss deepened, there was no turning back after this.His hands moved down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head and felt her bare breasts against his chest. Discarding the thought about her not wearing a bra as unimportant he explored her body and. He was almost in a trance as his mistress instructed him where to go andhe walked for almost 2 hours, oblivious to the dark and dangeroussurroundings.A car pulled up next to him. Inside were 2 men in their thirties."How much love?" shouted one of the men."Nothing," replied Edmund. "I'm a slut and just wanna be fucked."Edmund entered the backseat of the car, where one of the men undressedhim, taking off his dress, pulling down his panty hose and panties butleaving the boots on. Edmund was. When she showed me her costume was my old orange T-shirt which she had ‘modified’ by sewing in large pumpkin-like padding under the sides, having me add dark orange strips and, most importantly cutting out two large triangle eyes, an inverted triangle nose and a broad, sparsely toothed mouth, I understood. She weighed down the hem slightly with a plastic hoop to ‘hold the bottom rounded’, so she said. The result was that the upper tips of the eyes were centered just above her nipples so nipples. "What a sight to behold" I think to myself. I look out across the room and see you laying on the bed. I hear another moan escape your lips as I see you arch up off the bed. My eyes adjust to the soft candle light and I see clearly now you are lying on the bed one hand between your thighs and the other grasping one of your breasts. I stare in amazement as I have just interrupted one of your private moments. I just stand there like some sort of peeping tom enjoying the scene that has befallen me..