I eased my shorts and boxer shorts down releasing my now very rigid 9 inch cock. I couldn’t believe the view I was getting. I could hear her start...to moan as I slowly stroked myself. As I watched she finally slide the complete length of the large purple dildo into her hungry pussy. Just as this happened I bumped the leaf rake leaning up against the fence and it fell to the ground with a loud clatter. Shit, I thought, I’m going to be found out. She immediately sat up looking straight at me. I'll be looking for you she told him before saying goodbye. Robin didn't know how she would last two weeks until the next night of surprise night at the club. What if her father didn't go back to the club, or what if he didn't partake in the surprise night festivities opting for a one on one with some woman or the group sex? She was a nervous wreck for the next two weeks until the night had finally come again.She had got to the club early not wanting to miss him if he showed up, nor did she. Errors were easily corrected and most problems could be avoided with adequate planning. The art lay in the choice of glass and how you laid the grain. Simple choices in my mind, more difficult for others. I got lost in the work that some would find tedious. Tinning the copper foil with solder is not everyone’s cup of tea. I found it soothing and the image of what I was creating always urging me forward. My brain would wonder and contemplate life. It also allowed me to forget that which should. Stephanie sat up even as Prinna lay down.The brownie spread her legs wide in invitation. The parting of her nether lips glinted with wetness. Prinna said, “You know what gives you pleasure. Do it for me. Please.”Stephanie’s heart raced as she leaned forward and steadied herself on her hands between the brownie’s legs. As her elbows bent, the first hints of Prinna’s arousal tickled her nose. It was an intriguing mixture of sandalwood, musk, and just a hint of honeysuckle. The scent grew even.