I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Even more, I couldn’t believe the thoughts and the reaction my body was having. There I was, sitting in the ...dark, softly squeezing and rubbing my cock, trying to not make any movements or sound, having my first voyeur experience. Unbeknownst to my own mother. Pulling the shower curtain back and reaching to take down the shower head, she stretched as far as she could, rising on the tips of her toes. Providing me with the most amazing view of under bun. When. Every other step her breast rubs my arm; just in case I’ve forgotten it was there! The nearer I get to my home the more I want to take this woman in my arms and make love.She stumbles aboard and laughing I lead her into my floating lounge. With dimed lights I offer a drink. Her reply shocks me, “No thank you. I don’t need any Dutch courage and besides….. I want to remember everything. All you need to know for now is my name, Karen, and I’m on the pill. Do you want to cut out your un-necessary. To keep from upsetting Grace, we did not dress in our "ninja suits" until we were on the highway.Billy was driving, so the other three of us changed clothes and prepared all of the weapons. Once that was done, I swapped the driver's job with Billy so that he could change clothes. By the time we came to the point where our first encounter with ISIL had taken place, we were all ready to go into action. Liz was the only one who had never been on a combat run, but she did have a lot of practice. . Tom knelt down and started to lick her crotch through the thin silky material of her panties. She groaned and twitched as he tasted her feminine juices, the smell and the heat making his dick harden like a steel bar... He slowly pulled her panties down to her knees, noting the white cream that Carol's body had expelled into the gusset."Tom..." She moaned, "Put it in...screw me now, I can't stand the wait any more..."But Tom hadn't finished with the bondage plot yet. He took a pair of pink.