I could see that there was lights on up stairs.as i looked at the top window a grey haired man poped into veiw and he was staring right at me.oh my go...!i could have died.he was looking staight down out of his top window straight into our house and at me naked.i pretended i didnt see him and watched him from the corner of my eye.suddenly he lifted some binoculars to his face.wow !he really was into me.my cock started to get hard and i was feeling the urge to put on a show for this voyeur.i. “Please let me come, WHAT?” you growl, animal like. “Please let me come, sir. I know I’m bad, but I need it!” “Okay then. You come for me, and I’ll let you off about your homework.” And with that, you ram your cock into me again, thrusting over and over, speeding up. I wrap my legs around you, bringing you closer to me so that the base of your cock rubs my clit with each thrust into me. Finally, I can’t hold it in, I’m about to come! “I’m coming!” I scream, “I’m coming, Tom! Aahhhh!” I scream. A while back she underwent a breast reduction surgery, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss the top heavy frame a little bit, especially candid glimpses at family gatherings, but I must admit that the new and perky tits suit her perfectly. My wife and her sister are very close, and it is not uncommon for her to stay over with us during times of household drama, which unfortunately is fairly frequent. My fantasies have always been unobtrusive, and purely that: fantasy. Recently, however,. Mai koi kash insane nahi hoon aap hi ki trah aap admi hoon . mine apne jindigi ka ek hi wasol bana rakha hai ki jindgi ka har pal jine ke liye hai bahle hi woo sex hoo ya kuch aur.Aap loog sooch rahe honge ki sala lecture de raha hai kam ki baat to karta hi nahi to lijiye ek aysa hi pal aya mere jindgi mai jab maine jindi ke us pal ka bharpor maja liya aur use bhi sahi mayne sikhaya taki jindagi me malal na rahe.ab me jo kahani sunane jaa raha hoon woo utna hi sach hai jitna ki waqt ki awaz..