I observed her continue the finger assault on her sexual entrance. I sat there in the chair, hard up and stroking along with her rhythm. Then she st...od. I stopped stroking. I had too. She was walking towards her window. I was stunned. Could she see me? Could see me naked and hard? God, this was a dream come true.Over to her window she walked. Her nakedness followed her ever so sensually. Once in front of the window, she smiled and pointed. There was my answer. She could see me! . He slowed his pace even more, but made sure that he was driving in his full length each time. He hoped that he could give her the grand mal of orgasms."Oh god Tommy, quit teasing me," she gasped. "God, I can't breathe. Oh fuck me, fuck me, faster, faster." She looked up him and he was grinning at her, but he speeded up his pace. "Oh yes, oh yesss, OOOOOHHHH!"He started to feel his own climax and he speeded up even more.'OH YES, OH YES, OH MY GOD YES!" Her body was jumping as she pushed her. I sagged with relief as Mick undid my cuffs. He’d only been away for a few minutes but it felt like a lifetime since I’d seen him. “I’ll just take her through to the back and give her a bit of advice.” The door behind us closed and Mick turned the lights on. “You bastard. You utter, utter bastard,” I hissed angrily, thrusting a dangerously-pointed red nail into Mick’s chest. “What’s the problem?” he asked, with a cheeky smirk. “You said you wanted to meet my colleagues and see where I. Obviously theyknew I was wearing a bra but to reveal it was going to be extremelyembarrassing. Even as I thought that I realised how irrational thatthinking was. They were not going to make it easy for me, they were bothwatching me, expectant smiles on their faces.I faced the chair, turning my back to them and started undressing. Istarted with my shoes and socks, putting off the inevitable. Next wentthe leggings and the panties, all in one go thereby effectively hidingthe panties in the.