She was even at the point were she would make sure to wear her two piece suit out on the deck to sun herself while he was there! She would lay there p...retending to read a book whilst unbeknownst to him she would be gawking through her darkened sunglasses. Anytime she looked at his strong youthful frame with the sweat glistening of his body it would cause her nipples to harden and moisture would form between her legs. She would look forward to the nighttime alone where she could masturbate while. It was a maze of angled mirrors. Beige cushions and seats were scattered in every nook and cranny; everyone and everything reflected everywhere. There were mirrors on the walls, ceilings and floor. Every angle could be seen from just about any other. No part of anyone’s anatomy was safe in this room.“I can see him stroke he waist, lovingly, although I also see his urgency, his need to penetrate her. She has such an elegant waist. His hands wander over her body, floating above her creamy white. Tears of frustration were escaping down my head to my temples. "Please, I beg you. Let me come. Don't stop," I sobbed. His response was to pull the vibrator out. Before I could say anything, I felt the lubricated vibrator at the opening to my ass. He slowly pushed it in as I squirmed as much as possible trying to make it enter easier. He turned it on low and I felt the gentle rhythm shake the walls. Next, I felt something touch my clit and heard what I thought was tape being torn. I remembered. “Let it go everywhere…” I watched her pull her nipples out of her breasts and tug on them, I watched her face and saw that she was desperate for my release. “Spunk it…spunk it…spunk it…” she chanted, her eyes wide and longing for the sudden ejaculation she knew was coming. Then it happened. The first spurt shot from my cock into the air. It must have gone up six or eight inches before it started to fall back down onto my hand. I watched as she followed the spunk upwards. “Ooooo…” she cried out..