John quickly zipped up. i could see that now he had gotten his nut, like most men, he completely lost interest in sex. i was actually glad, now i coul...d go home and get off in my comfortable bed while the memory was fresh and the taste of john's cock still in my mouth. i carefully folded up my wet handkerchief, i knew what i would with it when in my bedroom alone in the darkness. the car smelled of old men and sperm, i found the smell pleasant. damned if my little bastard of a cock didn't. I was over eighteen now. I could get in serious trouble if caught watching girls through their bedroom windows. But, I figured that Sarah Jones was probably still parading around her bedroom dressed only in panties and bra. He bedroom window was in the rear of the Jones' small ranch house secluded by many bushes. Not much of a chance of being caught. Or so I thought.I dug up my dark 'peeping clothes'. I was halfway to Sarah's house before I thought of my camera. Maybe next time, if there was. "And if you were," I paused to allow my gaze to follow the contours of her body from her nose to her toes."I would expect you to wear something, er, less, you know? uhh, provocative." I averted my stare and searched instead for cobwebs on the ceiling."We were naked when we played in the shower," Star reminded me with a twinkle in her eye as she kissed my cheek and took my arm."Thank you for helping my mother to get back home. You were quite brave," she whispered as she guided me to an old. I pulled out of her, causing her to whine. I put her legs on my shoulders and aligned myself with her anus. She yelped as I pushed into her, a bit harder than I had intended. Her anus gave rather easily, though, and movement came rather easily. I took advantage of the leverage that I had to deliver several punishing thrusts into her. She squealed with pleasure and pain; I'm almost sure of that. I slowed down taking the time to enjoy myself as I had at least 10 minutes of anal to look forward.