We’re not talking deep penetration here, but it did give me lots and lots of time to really work my way up and down her slit and pay the proper amou...t of attention to her slit. Before long, my fingers are really slick with her juices – but my goddamn wrist is starting to ache. But leave it to this budding young slut to solve this problem for me. ‘Move your hand,’ she whispers. ‘I am moving it,’ I say. ‘No, move it out of the way a second.’ Duh. I comply, and Chrissy deftly raises her hips. I've met some amazing women over the past few years, who loved being my muse...I've also gotten myself into some trouble in the past taking unnecessary risks...but that's a story for another time. This story is about my first experience with voyeurism or candid videos. I was out one evening to pick up some deodorant or something like that, when I noticed this woman who appeared to notice me at the exact same time. We locked eyes, exchanged smiles, and continued on our respective ways. I. My didi was pressed against her stomach but she didn’t care, and returned my kiss even more vigorously.Suddenly, the main door of the toilet opened, and heels clicked as someone walked into the toilet…“shhh!” Deb made the hand sign to me to keep quiet as we stayed hugged together, my dick still pressed against her stomach. The heels clicked right straight into the cubicle next to us, and we heard the door close.That moment, I was so scared that I swore I was dripping sweat. What if I. The University.I had seen houses that were higher than the University main building with its three floors and I had seen drawings and pictures of the Royal palace, but the University main building felt more impressive to me. First of all, the building width was several blocks to both sides and, because of the plaza, you could see the whole front of the building. Not only that, as we had entered the middle of the plaza - just in front of the main entrance - there came a feeling that the massive.