She continued to curse me—"... let me go, you son-of-a bitch, get your hands off me... "—as I unbuttoned her coat and reached in with both hands t... squeeze her breasts, roughly, through her blouse.She gasped and fell silent, panting and glaring at me as if she hated me, as I continued to fondle her. Even when I reached under her skirt and jerked her panties the rest of the way down to the floor, lifted one of her boots just enough to free it from her panties and spread her legs apart, lifted. Molly felt a jolt of arousal. She felt her stomach tightening. She found herself staring at Kelly's slightly parted lushly covered pair of black hairy labia lips.She hesitated for a long moment—looking and thinking to herself, Boy! I really will have something to tell Antonio this evening!Rising up, Molly saw Kelly laughing at her with that little impish smirk of delight on her pretty little face."Okay... Slut," Kelly teased, "My turn to drop the napkin." Okay, but hurry... , I don't want. When he finished coming, and his mind returned to normal, he realized what he did and said.“Hey, I came in, is there a problem?”All he heard was some strange moans, some sounded like words. She hadn’t passed out, but her mind was elsewhere.‘Well, I think I’m going to do one more this way, and then I’m going to test those techniques I bought.’‘Finally, master. Why wait?’‘I want to go this way, in the beginning, to completely dominate her using brute force. It is something psychological. She’s a. One night I arrived to see the hedge had been trimmed, exposing the window and making further voyeurism impossible. I reckoned we had been busted. A view weeks later I took a taxi and who should be driving but my fellow voyeur. We spoke for the first time. He told me he had the couple in his cab shortly after the hedge had been trimmed. They told him they had been burgled and the landlord had cut the hedge to prevent further break-ins. We shared information about voyeur locations. I.