We all knew, or perhaps thought we knew that the mist rolled along with the morning tide in a romantic, almost symbiotic relationship with the sea. Th...n the teachers at school would ruin it all by telling us about the warmer sea coming into contact with the colder land thus producing water droplets. I prefer the romantic notion myself. I glance down at my phone to check the time; I am supposed to have a meet up with a lady along the cliff top and pass her my gift of a love tape. The love tape. She saw that a lot of her friends from high school had tried it themselves and loved it according to their comments. It wasn't until Rhonda, a good friend of Mary, messaged Mary herself:"Hey, Mary, you little slut I think you might like something like this." Mary was a little annoyed from that remark, but responded none the less."Nobody calls me a slut anymore, but what are you talking about?" It's this new gadget I got on my computer, It's WONDERFUL!" What does it do?" You know how I've well. Cut the tap on her hands and marched her over to the Large mirror. The tears had run her make up. Frowning she looked at herself from behind and saw what marks I had left. Rubbing and grabbing her big butt knowing full well it would arouse me. She dropped down onto her knees and ripped open my buttoned jeans. My man meat flopped out standing to throbbing pulsating attention. As she wiped away her tears She took every single inch of my fat big 8"s. Gagging and forcing herself deeper and deeper. The memory of what I had just seen through Robin's open window was still fresh in my mind. The sight of these two stunning teenagers stripped down to their sexy lingerie while kissing and touching each other was beyond belief. Then their standing at the open window and blowing me a kiss filled my mind with questions. Did they know I was watching? Did they know what I was doing while I watched? They had too. Why else would they blow me a kiss? I began to get ready to rub out one of the other.