1. The Bathub Part 2)


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: catherine-belmont, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    part one:http://xhamster.com/user/catherine-belmont/posts/348110.html Michael checked the newspaper the next morning, but he found nothing. While he was on the computer, he searched the city database of police reports for last night and today. None of them reported a **** or burglary in the neighborhood. He wasn’t surprised from the way she acted. She came just as he did and she took every drop of his cum in her mouth. He was sure that she swallowed it all. He went out every night to the same neighborhood and checked out Kristen’s apartment. The window that he broke was fixed, but when he checked, the door still had a lock that could be opened from the inside. All it would take is to smash the window once again. Michael was still nervous. He never took a girl twice it was too dangerous. It could be just a setup to trap him into attempting it again. Kristen was good, but was she that good? But, he couldn’t stay away. He went out and stared up at her windows every night for two weeks. The other apartment in the building was empty, always dark. For Kristen, work and school were still intense, taking all of her energies. By the time she got home from Starbuck’s it was dark. She had time for a quick dinner and a bath. She took a bath every night. She couldn’t put what happened in her bathtub out of her head. Michael knew that he had to do it. He’d jerked off in the alleyway near her house as he gazed at her window. He saw her come home, dressed, but his imagination saw her ...
    naked, just as he did that night. If he didn’t do something soon, he was afraid he’d be caught as a peeper. He waited for Tuesday night, not wanting to do it on the weekend, when she might have a date. Michael broke the glass. It shattered and fell to the ground. A dog barked, but the owner yelled and the dog quickly quieted down. His heart raced as he waited. Nothing happened. The alleyway grew noisier as televisions turned on and the volume increased. His gloved hand slid through the shattered window, found the familiar lock, and turned it until the door opened the slightest. He entered and quickly made his way up the stairs, quiet as a mouse. He opened the door to the living room, the lights on low, the television was off, and the room was empty. The kitchen was dark. He snuck along the wall until he got to the only bedroom. The door was ajar a couple of inches and the light from the bedroom lamp shined out. He peered cautiously through the tiny crack in the door. It was empty and there were clothes on the bed, everything, including a bra and panties. Tonight, he’d do it differently. He wouldn’t undress in her bedroom. He’d do it in the bathroom in front of her. It would make him more excited. She heard the glass break and her breathing stopped. Her heart began to race. She shivered in spite of the fact that she lay in hot water. She stopped washing and her fingers pulled away from her pussy. She lay silent in the bathtub, frozen in place. She didn’t know if it was her ...
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