He had to make them pay for their interference. He had to start at step one thanks to them, and he didn’t appreciate the cost of his time and loss ...of that sweet young boy. Of course he wouldn’t finish that “job”, his cover had been blown and he had no intentions on ever being caught. He saw a wisp of a light blue skirt like the younger girl had been wearing turning a corner towards the train station. He hurried himself to blend with the other people rushing along to their own destinations. I felt her stand up and her slide them off and then she was kneeling next to me, her face close to mine."OK," she whispered, I'm doing it now" and she started counting as I heard her hand making very slippery sounds.I could hear her as she gasped out the numbers and when she reached ten she whimpered and said, "I'm so close to creaming all over like a slut."She reached under the covers. I felt her soft hand on my rigid cock and I heard her gasp as she resumed masturbating herself.Across the. Shaking my head I returned back to the screen. "Next.....mmm she'll do" a male voice said bluntly. I looked up. No one. What the hell, have I been here this long that I'm losing it? muffled moan Okay where the hell? Annoyed with this mystery I set my computer down and stood up; looking around. "What in the world?" I clamp my hand over my mouth not to speak out loud again. I leaned into the bookshelf, pressing my breast against the dusty books. I peer through the gap between two psychology. She took care of everything. As she cleaned house, she wore only a t-shirt and thong. After she cleaned she would shower. Her dad walked in and saw her bending over and her ass bare except for the thin fabric of the thong. He got hard just seeing her ass. She turned before he could exit the room and saw his cock hard in his pants. After she finished cleaning she showered and went to find her dad. He was in his study. She wore only a towel barely coving the size D tits. they oddly were so like.