Each of the creatures began to become aroused at the new scent in the air, the scent of a female needing a mate. Their penises began to bulge out and ...become erect as Abigail stood their awaiting them. Their claws ripped at her tacky shirt revealing one of her breasts; however the other one remained covered by the torn cloth. Her nipple was fully erect and almost aching as the tunnelers continued to touch her human body. Her bald pussy yearned for the attention. The four creatures pushed Abigail. One day she noticed me again and I felt it was too late too dive away. She smiled and waved while I was frozen for a few seconds before smiling and waving back at her. Then I turned away from the window and sat down, wondering whether she liked being watched. Could it be turning her on?The next day it was a Sunday and I was home alone because my parents were gone to visit family. It was a sunny day and she was sunbathing again while I was watching her again. She looked at me and because of what. No plans were made or even imagined.Because of their significant others they were prisoners of circumstance, yet the attraction was fierce, animal, urgent.The urge wasn't to have an affair, the urge was to fuck.And it needed only opportunity.When opportunity came, they both hesitated, they were good people.But when their faces were inches apart, when he was close enough to sense the rising and falling of her clothed breasts, when she reached out one fair hand and lightly hooked her thumb in his. While I was watching them, I realized that they must have been observing me before, since they started discussing some topic while looking into my direction. Their giggling seemed to confirm my suspicions, and suddenly I was met with two brightly lit pairs of eyes looking into mine and starting to smile. Somehow uncertain about this unexpected show of attention, I returned to my hubble-bubble and kept puffing away. However, every time my look wandered into their direction, I caught a smile or a.