And I removed my unbuttoned shirt and threw it off showing my somewhat ripped abs.I climbed on top of the beauty lying in front of me. Again I ran my ...tongue and lips all over her face, lips and upper chest. I was caressing her waxed smooth but strong legs till her exposed thighs. She was caressing and appreciating my abs while I couldn’t hold anymore.I slid her dress upwards to shrug it over her head and another surprise. No bra and her pussy caged in a patterned g-string barely covering her. “It’s okay.” Will leaned back casually, smiling. “So this Shakespeare dude? Do you have any tips for better understanding what was up with him?”Lisa stopped to think about ways that she had learned to get better at connecting the themes of poetry. Absent-mindedly her cheeks puffed up as she thought; it was something that happened when she had to think especially hard about a problem.Will had noticed and chuckled a little at her odd facial expression.“Quiet! I’m thinking!” Lisa snapped harshly,. He had purchased an app on his phone that allowed him to set it to record without the screen showing what was currently being viewed.He had set his phone up in his bathroom, plugged into the shaving outlet in the wall. It was leaning against the wall on a shelf positioned at chest height opposite the shower stall. He had told his wife that this was the only way he could charge the phone due to an international plug, and he had the main camera lens on the back of the phone pointed at the wall.. I tried to put the thought of what they were doing out of my head, but I couldn't. I remembered what they look like kissing on the porch of her mothers house with everyone around. I thought about her pretty body wrapped around his, and him using all of the pleasures my wife's body can provide, while I was sitting alone in a motel room rubbing my own deck.When she did not come back on time, I began calling her phone. I kept getting voicemail. I kept calling and eventually got her. She was out.