Sweet, gentlemanly and funny, he had me ready to strip off in the middle of the restaurant. After dessert I invited him back to my place. My pussy was... soaked, but that wasn't where I was hoping to see some action.As soon as we were inside my apartment, he pulled me to him for a deep kiss. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach, and reached down to squeeze it. He groaned. Taking his hand, I led him to my bedroom, where we quickly shed our clothes and climbed onto the bed.As he. Unrehearsed, rather than the stage managed. I suppose that’s why I adore the voyeur, hidden camera scenarios. Yes, I know lots of them are “faked”, but I think it’s easy to spot the genuine article. I particularly like the single camera ones, strategically placed to give a good wide view. The woman, home alone, decides to play. Again, a key for me, is this takes place in the lounge, not the bedroom. Yes, like most women, I’ve sometimes gone up to bed, stripped completely naked and got my toys. ”“Thanks,” Claire said, seeming quite touched. She left and Susan went back to her work. Not for long.The next visitor was a young policewoman.“Just clearing up a small point from our enquiries into the case against the gentleman who lives on the top floor,” she began. “You know the evidence against him is totally discredited?”“Yes,” replied Susan, wondering where this was leading.“Well,” the young woman went on, “Could you identify these photos for us, and tell us where the incident shown. ”“Who?” asked Tessa.“Jandemarra, or ‘Pigeon,’ was a young Bunuba who led an armed uprising about 150 years ago.”“Sad story,” said Sam. “So what do we do?”“We look at things. A python, an eagle and a raven should have different views. I know that I can ‘feel’ things. Sam’s told me that he can. I would guess Tessa can relate to the sacred. We will visit a few of the sites. If we sense a presence, we will report it. If, like so many sites, it is inactive, we’ll report that ... That’s for us.”“I’ve.