Stephen was also risking his ass, so it was a huge wonder to her why he was so cool and calm, even a tad confident. He was enjoying this much more tha...n she was. If they were caught, she cringed at the thought of facing jail time for trespassing on private property, for espionage which people would quickly assume to be terrorist work, for behaving like a pair of thieves in the night. She saw that her binoculars had not broken after their fall and that was a relief. She bent down to pick them up. Luckily the door was slightly open and I could peek inside. Well what a view! It seemed Jane has brought her lingerie collection with her tonight and they were both dressing each other up in delicate silks and satins. My wife was wearing a lovely cream camisole with pretty lace trimming on the hem. Jane was on her knees adjusting the tops of my wife's white stockings. I could see in the mirror that they had seams running up the back.Jane was also wearing white stockings, hers had lace tops,. ’ After a few minutes a police car arrives. ‘Excuse me sir,’ a young white woman in a police uniform says to the man helping Bobby. She stoops down next to Bobby, her male partner is checking on George. ‘I’m a police officer with the Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s office. Can you tell me what happened here Ma’am?’ The siren of an ambulance can be heard approaching. ‘Yeah like I told that other guy, I was going to my car in the French Quarter and suddenly this guy puts this foul smelling rag on my. " muttered Sarah, spitting out the strange salty fluid that seemed to cling to her tongue, watching in morbid fascination as the janitor's face began terribly flushed."Only you..." he moaned, the words striking Sarah as rather odd as he blew his hot, sticky load. The impossibly thick white goo shot out with near unerring accuracy, and Sarah gasped aloud when she saw an equal amount follow again and again until a surly impossible amount of the man's cum had squirted out, covering the reflective.