Wanda grabbed tightly onto the window sill and started shouting to the people walking on the street below us that I was butt-fucking her and that she ...was loving it. I was happy that the window was closed and that it had a storm window on it too. Even though, I suspected that someone might have heard her shout. I pumped a lot of nice hot cum into her ass before I pulled it out. I watched as her stretched asshole slowly closed up trapping my cum inside her. Wanda turned around and kissed me. I. It was obviousfrom the cum that oozed around his slowly deflatingcock that he hadn’t been drained in quite a while. Hehad great technique and the ability to last throughseveral of her climaxes which many of her youngercocksmen had yet to learn. His semen flavor was not toher taste, though, and she limited him to pussydeposits. He was deeply appreciative (pun intended).Out of curiosity, Sally’s brother installed a one-waymirror between his room and hers. When she knew he waswatching. Gareth made a comment about the pub being friendly. Then he started on his life story. 'I'm a civil engineer with a company called ...' Tammy wasn't listening. She knew all about Gareth anyway. She was concentrating on what Steve was saying to Dawn while looking at Gareth. It sounded like 'That's a lovely skirt you're wearing.' Steve was putting his hand on Dawn's knee. Dawn carefully lifted his hand off her leg, but he put it back again.Gareth was carrying on with his life story. Tammy had. The unobstructed views of Emma’s lace bra and panties made George’s libido catch fire as Emma frequently had to spread her legs to reach across or into the tub to wash him. Soon enough Emma stopped, hesitating, sponge in hand, as she contemplated whether or not she should cross a very obvious line by washing his groin area without his permission. "Perhaps you should do this last bit, just to make sure you are cleaned up properly." Oh, I think you’re doing a wonderful job. I…I…erm…don’t mind if.