It’s a game, a test to see if you’ll move your scope to follow me. I wait, staring at your window, watching for movement.Nothing. Damn, you’re p...atient. Not a twitch. You remain still, hunched over your telescope like a statue.A sudden fit of giggles makes me crumple to the floor. I’m so evil, so cruel. Poor you. I shouldn’t taunt you. I take pity on you and don’t have the heart to keep you waiting. Besides, my own urge for sex is intense, the flames of desire fanned by our cat and mouse. -Chapter -2-That evening we ate at the dining room table replete with our finestchina and best cutlery. A vase of red roses sat in the middle of thetable having been cut and arranged by him. Still dressed in apron andheadscarf he served the steak and salad along with a fine red from thecellar. We followed up with fresh strawberries and clotted creamsurrounded by a strawberry liquor. We drank our coffee and liquor in thesitting room and watched a chick flick. Then we drank some more wine.Finally. Her belly protruded slightly in a few little rolls above the top of her jeans, nearly flat, but not quite. I leaned in again and went back to her neck, kissing my way down to the top of her chest. Then, with the tip of my tongue I licked down around her right breast, under it and around the outside. Then, in slow, narrowing circles, I kissed and licked until I reached her nipple. I took Justines nipple in my mouth. I was hot and wrinkled, the tip sticking up at me. I sucked slightly and was. Rolling my eyes back in my head, I came with a loud moan. Shuddering and bucking, my body begged for his cum.Luckily, it got what it wanted. The tightness of my pussy was too much for him. I felt his hot seed paint the inside of my pussy walls as he continued to pump inside my deepest depths. A small part of me panicked. What part of the month was it? Was I getting impregnated? But I was too turned on to really care. My pussy gratefully accepted every drop of his huge load. "Yes," I moaned, so.