I pushed myself into her again, My penis hit her g-spot, It was too much for her, her body arced up in the sudden pleasure; A long piercing moan left ...her.“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhh!”I felt her body beginning to relax under me; Her body was reacting to my actions although her mind was not. She bit her lips to stop herself from moaning.I forced them open with my hands.“Moan you whore! Moan scream like a slut” I screamed at her face, and pushed my penis into her, hitting her g-spot. They came round once a week to de-slum the study-bedrooms. I guess they found the telescope trained on thewindow of one of the women's bedrooms and realised that I wasn'tinterested in the night sky or the distant horizon. So someone told thewomen concerned. I didn't know this at the time, of course. But therewere a couple of weeks when the view became a little more interesting.More nudity. More flaunting of underwear. In more of the rooms that mytelescope could see into. I spent more time. Holy crap what a body. He was glistening with perspiration, muscles flexing with every move. He had the kind of look I like in a man. Very muscular but not to the point that he looked like he’s pumping more steroids than iron and handsome in a dangerous way. Here I was, looking all a mess in my tight black yoga shorts and a pink baggy tea shirt with a sports bra under. I didn’t think I’d be turning anyone’s eye at that particular moment. I finished my crunches then arm day for me too so I. No, nothing had been disturbed -- all looked normal.Edmund yawned lustily and arched his back, a vain attempt to ease the cramp caused by falling asleep in front of the PC. He vaguely wondered what the time was, and after picking up his discarded glasses he peered at the task bar. 03:23, he had only been asleep for 20 minutes! What on earth could have woken him at this time? Then he noticed the mail icon in the task bar, it was obvious then, Celia had woken him."Well Celia, I wonder who's.