So I slowly did, nervously I began to stroke my cock with her eyes locked onto it, she was smiling with a drunken smile . She came closer to me this... time she slowly reached for her dildo which was only half way in my ass. She began to fuck me with it pushing it in and out telling me ''is what you do with my dildo?'' i moaned and said yes which she replied with '' you dirty boy and is this why my panties have been having white marks on them when I wash them? I moaned yes again each time she's. Greg looked over at Rocco’s cock. It was rigid and twitching as he was leaning in to feel the temperature of the water. He hadn’t felt it all day and didn’t want to wait another second. He reached out and started stroking Rocco’s cock. “Don’t want this getting cold.” Greg smiled as he wrapped his hand around it. As he heard Rocco moan, his own cock twitched. “Think the water’s warm enough?”Rocco put his arm up, welcoming Greg to follow him into the shower. “Yeah, let’s get in.”The two stepped. I sit down on the bench and look up as Emmy straddles me and sits on my lap. She puts her arms around my neck and thrusts her lips and tongue to mine in a gripping embrace. Our hot breath is like a foggy shroud around us and I feel like we are in our own little world. This woman is taking control of me and I like it. I can feel Emmy’s crotch start to move back and forward over mine, rolling my cock back and forth in my panties. We moan into each other's mouth at the pleasure. She is clearly. My devious, voyeuristic mind started to formulate a cunning plan. Grabbing my tablet I announced I was going upstairs to read my book and that they could have the privacy of the room to themselves. Soon I was laying down on the marital bed and with shaking hands; synchronised the two devices and started to watch as they swam into view with a clarity that only a horny voyeur could appreciate!Shortly, they started to take the clothes from the bags and sort them into piles; bras, panties, skirts.