If Henry said it, it was true; that was a something I knew to be absolutely certain. I was feeling better and better as I drove home for possibly the ...last weekend I would be spending with my soon to be ex-wife.Arriving home I was shocked to see a strange car in the driveway; it had to be Jason's. It was getting dark. I wondered if I would be lucky enough to get a pic or two of the lovers. I parked a couple of houses down and snuck up to the house as unobtrusively as I could. The lights were. Then we will talk some more. You should get dressed now as I have to lock up the gym after you leave,’ Brooke told her and then added, ‘I will speak with Ms. Simpson about cheerleading as she knows the coach very well and maybe she can put in a good word for you.’ ‘Oh that would be wonderful, thank you Ms. Johnson,’ Carrie gushed as she got dressed. Carrie finished arranging her clothes and walked back to her locker to get her books and school clothes. As she walked the halls she felt somewhat. I felt the need between my legs grow, an aching emptiness yearning to be filled. Maria was well aware of how I was feeling, it was her body he was making love to after all.He stepped back to remove his pants and underwear. His penis sprang up and pointed at me. I reached out touching it gently and very gently cupped his sack. I touched Maria's penis without grabbing it, just lightly stroking his penis with the tips of my fingers. I lifted his balls and ran my hand over the soft skin of his sack. “Christ, no! Just, well, I had this one girlfriend a few years back, she had a real thing for cameras. She videotaped us once going at it, with a camera on a tripod. It was feeding to the TV, and we were watching ourselves fuck while we were doing it. I’ve got to tell you, it’s a weird perspective,” he admitted.“I bet!” She giggled. “You pervert!”“Pervert! Pervert! I’ll show you pervert!” Peter’s cock was hard and ready. He pulled the pillows out from under Lauren’s head and slapped them down.