I realized that he’s not fucking her, so I took my chance. I slowly brought my hand to her stomach, under her saree. Then I slowly started running m... hands up to her boobs.She became stiff but didn’t say anything. Her boobs were firm and heavy. I could feel her nipples harden under her blouse. She was not wearing a bra. She held on to my hand but didn’t stop me. I took the opportunity to unbutton her blouse and let her boobs out. She started breathing heavily and I knew then that I could fuck. But it was one of my biggest fantasies. In spite of the pain and the humiliation, I gasped as my tiny limp cock squirted warm semen all over my stomach. ‘Good girl, squirting like a little pornstar’ she said mockingly. I struggled to catch my breath as she continued to fuck my asshole harder. It felt even more humiliating now that I had orgasmed and my semen was sprayed over my own body. After a few more minutes she finally pulled out of my destroyed asshole. ‘Good girl, that was a great. I wassurprised and knew I was invading your privacy but I just couldn't stopmyself. I'm sorry daddy but it is what it is."As she was telling me this I realized it was my own fault. How could Ihave been so stupid to not set-up my new laptop properly? I considermyself an expert with computers and networks because I have done much ofmy business online as well as personal stuff. Sure, Amy shouldn't havedone what she did but she's a teenager and curious and I'm sure had noidea what she was getting. "I might ask you the same question since it's my pool your lounging in," Brock shot back."Bullshit," the girl said. "J.C. Michaels lives here. He said I could use the pool anytime I wanted. He gave me a key." J.C. moved in February," Brock said. "I live here now. Now, you need to get out of here. And leave your key. I don't like have having strange kids here when I'm not around."The girl pulled herself out of the water and glared at Brock."I'm not some strange kid," she said. "I live next.