1. Good Solution Part 2


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Gallo, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    bathroom and simply go back to bed. She had to see. She absolutely had to witness the next move. She was spellbound and felt as involved as it was her own flesh and blood. She was connected much deeper to the two people in the kitchen below her than she realised. Why, she did not know. Jamey whispered something Laura could not hear but the way she looked toward the stairs and the expression on her face said they were on their way up. Moments later, with Jamey staring deep into his eyes, Dean turned around. Within a few paces he would be traversing the stairs upward, Jamey’s legs still locked around his waist. Laura had retreated up the stairs already, back to her room and under the covers. Her throat felt like it was a desert path at midday with the winds of time burning it into desolate dust. But the emotions lingered inside her, causing a tremble of her being and a nagging desire in her pussy. ‘Simply said; while your throat is dry your pussy is soaked, Laura,’ was the thought she had when Jamey quietly opened her door and peered inside. Laura feigned sleep and Jamey retreated, closing the door softly behind her. Laura was eager to know what would happen next but she dared not move a limb. Though she realised that with them being under the impression that she is asleep, she could give it a minute or two before she would see if she could sneak close and continue to watch. Again the though traversed the expanse of her conscience. But Laura won it over and with barely a ...
    whisper of sound, she slowly slipped her legs toward the side of the bed. With her legs on the floor and her back still on the mattress, Laura almost started giggling at her own silliness. She realised how absurd it might sound to anybody else but she wanted to witness what was happening in the room down the hall from her. Mentally she mapped Jamey’s room and tried to imagine the angle at which she might be able to see anything. How would they sit...? Or stand. What would happen first, how much would she be able to see? Then she slipped out of her room, gently pacing the carpeted hallway toward the room at the end. A sliver of light shone from the room. Peering through the partially open door Laura could see Dean on the bed, Jamey’s legs still locked around his waist. They were kissing deeply, whispering at each other. Jamey had a certain look on her face. Laura knew the look, Jamey was experiencing being made love to already. There was no turning back. Dean stood up with Jamey clinging to his strong frame and turned around. Gently he laid her down on the bed, kissing her softly while searching for the locks and keys to her clothing. It struck Laura that Dean was no novice in stripping a woman of her clothes and within a few short moments, the only part of Jamey that was not visible yet was her sex. Dean lightly tickled her and she giggled, squirming and moving backward to evade his playful fingertips. Moving back up, Dean took his time, kissing Jamey for a long few minutes before ...
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