Duane knocked Ralph down as both of them rolled to the floor in a scuffle."Aaaaah!" shouted Duane as he scrambled away from the fight rubbing his eyes.... "Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaaa!" he repeated over and over as he staggered around the room.Ralph was sitting there under the table with a small spray can in his bloody hand, gouged where Duane had stabbed him with the knife.Nobody else in the bar went to help either of them.Latoya crawled over to where Ralph knelt, "Oh sugar, that looks bad! Let's get. Unfortunately, Doogie didn’t allow his cock to touch my mouth.As I lay on my bed before drifting off that night, I felt like I had entered an alternative universe.For the following week, to my delight, our nightly sessions ensued. Even though it was not reciprocal that didn’t matter to me at all, because the voyeurism was well worth it.One night several days later, my heart skipped a beat when Doogie really began to struggle to unload. Hard as he tried, he simply couldn’t cum. As I began. Chris took me back into her mouth. She moved her hands to me balls and softly squeezed. I could not believe how good this girl was at giving head. I wasn’t in the frame of mind to talk any more as she was really getting me close to an explosive eruption. When she started to deep throat me again I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. She was still looking at me with those smirky eyes. I knew she wanted to make me happy as I had done for her a short while ago. I told her, “I close to. Right then and there I started fantasizing of what I wish would happen. I had this idea of planting one of my hidden phone cameras in the bathroom if she needed to use it while I was there so I could maybe get some voyeur footage of her.When I had arrived at her house, she was still in her nightgown and had said that she needed to take a shower and get dressed if I didnt mind waiting. I saw this as my opportunity to plant the camera and hid it on a shelf in the bathroom. I asked her if I could.