Elle lived in a peaceful subdivision that was set back from the main road. Outside it was quiet, and the humidity was beginning to rise. The weather f...orecast was for a clear, but muggy day. He enjoyed the sensation of the warm air on his exposed skin, and he reached into his underwear with his right hand and pulled his dick out to see how that felt. It felt good, and he grew a little harder as he slowly played with himself. He wondered if any of the neighbors were up early enough, and were. Even in the throes of the exchange, we both understood we had to be quiet so there would be no verbal, skin-smacking sweat fest tonight. It was just fine however because this was a deeper, harder, more intimate fuck.When I tried to cry out, he closed my mouth and shushed me, his hardness slowly grinding deeper and deeper into me. I had grown accustomed to his size and was relishing every second of this invasion. Harder, deeper, over and over again. It seemed both too short and an eternity. In the backyard there was a covered patio and he saw an open window on the second floor. He climbed up the side of the patio, crawled across the roof and went in through the open window. Once inside Jimmy cased the entire house to see where he could set up his pinhole cameras. He placed one in the master bedroom, one in the kitchen, one in the den and one in the living room. Each was well hidden and yet covered almost the entire room. Then he drew a diagram of the entire house and left going. I was relieved she quit talking to me - what a chatterbox!Sylvia trailed behind her mum as they were going. She came back over, leaned into my ear, and whispered, "I love your nipples!" and ran off.Oh my god, what a morning. First I boldly rub myself and get a man to jerk off for me, then the emo chick confronts me, then this young girl talks to me and... did she just hit on me? I had left the house to avoid thinking about sex, and this all happened. What have I become?I opened my handbag to.