One of themis American. The other Mexican.Fernando notices he's awake. The man tries to say something, but hismouth is too dry."They wanted to wake yo... at the border," Fernando says. "I told them youneeded your sleep."Fernando hands him a bag of chips and gestures to a bottle of Coke inthe other cup holder, next to the passports. The man is ravenous. Hetears into the chips. Crumbs sprinkle his chest, fall into his cleavage.His cleavage. The man struggles to get up. None of this is right.. For the first we decided he'd been to quote me for plastering, and thatfor the second element (this is a stretch, we realised) that in the course of conversation, Justin had told me as they both lived with their parents, they had nowhere they could spend the night together, most of the time. The idea was that I'd offered the use of my home for them to fuck, basically. I didn't know if this would hold water, as I didn't know how naive his girlfriend might be. I would never have believed it, but. ” We continued to sip wine but Ginny was now more relaxed and occasionally reached down to stroke herself between her legs obviously thinking.“What time is it now” Ginny ask.“About 20 minutes before midnight” I answered.I stood up, took Ginny’s wine glass and placed it on the table between us. Taking her hand, I led her over to the bed, laying her across the bed facing the front window. I slid down between her legs, parted her thighs and began gently sucking on her clit. Her flesh was soft,. It was great. I was dying watching. Our house backs on the woods so there was really little risk to him in doing this, but it still got old because of the chill and risk. It was then that technology came to the rescue. At a security show, we bought subminiature video cameras designed for surveillance purposes. We bought two. One was no more than a little one-inch by one-quarter inch box with a low light CCD sensor that looks through a pinhole. The other was slightly larger; a high quality but.