Those sounds were soon joined by quiet moans and groans from the couple. The firelight reflected off Matusen's slick member every time Lorelle rose up... to impale herself on him again.Devan's hand found its way down between her legs, her sex screaming for attention and refusing to be ignored. She couldn't take her eyes off the scene before her, her fingers pulling her panties aside and slipping between her moist lips.Devan stroked two fingers into her depths, the fingers of her other hand rubbing. As I was getting used to this, and feeling like a piece of meat in a supermarket, the view switched to the garden. I realised that I had been right all along, those external security lights had cameras in them as well. There was more suggestive stuff about which bed is our flower going to get planted in and stuff like that; flipping to and fro between a flower bed and my bed upstairs. Some of it I had to laugh at; it was so crude and suggestive and vaguely witty at the same time and then the. Butler, thank you. Oh, Bryan has a visitor.” she replied, pointing in my direction.I stood up slowly, as the woman approached me gingerly. She slowly extended her small hand to mine, her handshake was soft and feminine.“It’s so nice of you to do this for Bryan. I ... I can’t tell you ... how much this means to us.” she said, her eyes filling with tears.“It’s my pleasure mam.” I answered.She went on to tell me that Bryan was seven years old, battling his second bout of leukaemia in as many. My wife was very keen on him as she likes dark hair men, well looked after and quite brave in their way to look at women.She Crossed her legs very high to test him and see if he will keep his eyes on them without shying away knowing that I am also looking at him... and he didn't. So we decided that I will go first in our hotel suite and will let both of them coming in later.I then left and walked away to our room. Time seems long before they arrived (not more than half an hour though) and the.