Quietly now, don't let them hear us coming!" he added,"Maybe we can see some boobs!" Matin and I crept cautiously towards the shed, excitement in ourh...arts. "Wonder how pretty the girl is?" Martin whispered excitedly tome. I was far more interested in checking out the size of the cock of theunknown guy, but didn't let that appear in my face. We kept to the bushes,heads down, and reached the windowsill. We both slowly raised our headsover the level of the window. Luckily, there was a row of. .. "I get that a lot", I tell him cockily. He is tries to kiss, Ipush him to his knees, he fumbles with my belt, zipper and cock, soon he iseye to eye with my meat. We are a few feet from a dumpster, and while it isn't reeking ofdecaying garbage it don't smell like roses either, the wall is brick, andthe few old graffiti tags and posters from bygone days are dully lit by theone sodium lamp at the end of the alley, some 100 feet away. I am a selfish fucker, but I know I still want to fuck. When it did, things got very memorable and satisfying.The only problem was sometimes Vicky was willing to get up and go home for the night, especially if they'd spent an afternoon enjoying themselves. However, if it happened later in the evening, it was more enjoyable for the both of them for her to spend the night with him, cuddled closely and warmly in each other's arms. That probably would have been a little easier if she had been living by herself in some distant city, but living across the. The light summer dress revealed immodestlyamount of leg, and as I sat in the Alfa Romeo much of my thigh wasexposed as well. I felt very sexy in the light pink lingerie set Tom hadpicked out for me. I loved how the thong felt, and how naked it made mefeel. An exhibitionist, for sure."A dollar for your thoughts," Tom said. "Sorry?" I answered as I waslost in my own thoughts. "What are you thinking of?" Tom asked."Actually I was thinking of how good it was to have sex with you," Ianswered.