"Did you hear a person scream a few minutes ago?" Oh shit, I diverted: "I thought it was cats mating." They exchanged glances: "Oh maybe that's what i...t was but I thought it sounded like a woman." Keeping them in doubt: "I don't hear anything now, could you tell where it was coming from?" "No, you?" "No idea." and they went back inside their air conditioned room and I stopped shaking, relieved that no one called the police. Watching them screw through the glass door was voyeuristically erotic. ’‘Um, three?’‘Playing it safe, huh?’ he teased. ‘Going for the middle of the road?’‘One,’ he said, gently hooking his thumb against Meg’s clit and causing her to gasp. ‘Two,’ he continued, placing his index finger against her sensitive, wet opening. ‘Three,’ he finished, placing his middle finger to join it. ‘I think I can work with that.’‘What on earth would you have done if I’d said five?’ asked a shocked Meg.‘Would you like to change your answer and find out?’ he grinned.‘No,’ said Meg. Jackson replied saying that he was hoping that he was good enough to make it on the varsity team. Without him realizing it, he'd begun to grow a raging hard on, just because he was in the presence of Owen who was naked taking a shower. Owen saw his cock, smiled and said, "Wow, looks like you've got something growing down south." Jackson smiled, blushing slightly and said, "Yeah I see you have, too." It was true, Owen's cock had grown since they had gotten in the shower. "Yeah I have been pretty. Mark could tell by the heated flesh of his wife's skin, and by the way, she was shifting in her seat, that it was soon time to increase the evening's activities. He waited for a few more minutes enjoying the feelings of lust that his wife's arousal was bringing to his groin. His eyes followed the path of Scott's fingers tracing the line of her blouse, even allowing it to dip between the unbuttoned parts of her shirt. Looking down he saw Dale's hand move to her thigh, and slowly begin its assent.