You want to bend her over the side of your bed and take her fast and rough, watching her ample ass ripple as you drive into her over and over and over..., but you no longer have the tools to do so. This woman is you.You're breathing heavily now. An aching, throbbing sensation has been building in the space once filled by your cock. Your knees are weak and you are so hot. Sweat trickles down your back and into the crevices of your cleavage, moistening your tank top until it's sticky and even more. Soon, the day ended and the team prepared to go home. ‘Marcolini, my office.’ Agent Matthews called. Christy took some calming breaths and entered. ‘Marcolini, since you didn’t do anything today, I want these reports typed up and on my desk by morning. Oh, and if you mess up, you will receive a demerit in your folder.’ Leslie smiled and faced her employee. ‘If you don’t like it, then you can quit.’ Christy smiled, ‘No, problem Agent Matthews, it will be on your desk when you get here.’ . It took all my will power not to hold her hand, but a couple of times I brushed her fingers with mine and she did the same back.In the parking lot we were almost at her car when we both could hear a girl's voice say quietly, "Please, no! Stop! Please, stop!" And a second later, "Don't! Please don't! I want to go! Let me go, please!" The voice was urgent, but very soft.We traded glances, surprised. Lyn walked over to a car with no one visible in the seats and opened the door. "I think she means. His bedroom window faces into my den. He likes to stand in the window and wank on his wanker. And I like to watch him. He only does it in the day time, starting about 2 pm. He'll stand buck naked at the window and masterbate for me. I'll smile at him and give a little clap, when he comes.One day, when he appeared, I pulled up a big easy chair and sat down naked and spread my legs to show him my pussy. I stroked my pussy and rubbed my clit, while he beat his meat. I really enjoyed our mutual.