And do you masturbate frequently?" "At least once a day," Heidi replied with soft moan. Mike continued lightly massaging her pussy with her index fi...ger while commenting in hushed tones, "Your lips are engorged with blood and you do seem rather wet.” Heidi was now sweating profusely, and as she began to reply to Mike's last question, her entire body was wracked by a tremor and she moaned involuntarily, “Uh, yes, it gets like this a lot.” Mike Kean whispered while massaging the excited. Tommy and I drove up together. He said that I could have saved gas by meeting you at the church. I told him, ‘No way.’ I then asked if he wanted to save gas and he answered no. It just got funnier and funnier.”She looked at me though I was perhaps stranger than most men as I drove us to the church. I added, “You had to be there. It was male humor.”I pulled into a parking spot and turned off the engine. “I love you, Claudette.”She smiled back at me. “I love you, Eric.”I said, “Claudette, it’s. My dick was so hard all I could say was great I want to watch from the hall. I reached between her leg and could feel the cum. I licked my fingers and as she walked away she asked how does Robert taste. I seat in our bedroom with the lights out and lessoned to them get started. The sounds of them making out made we want to cum so hard I dare not touch my cock. I went onto the hall and try to get a look without being spotted. I found the best spot; I could see Robert sitting on the couch naked. Got myself off in a couple of minutes.That's when I heard some faint voices in the distance. Still lying on the floor, I peered through the bars. Two men were walking up the street some 200 yards away, talking with each other. As they started approaching, I thought hard about what to do. A passing car might not notice me, but no matter how dark it was and regardless of the fact that I was six floors high, men below my balcony might. Or they might not. Even if they do, can they see that I am.