1. Mrs. Smith {Part II}


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: archer_p, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    someone had been in my house. I jumped out of my chair and ran around, making sure every door and window was locked. They all were except the kitchen, which had a broken catch. I was still shaking, wondering what could have happened if the pervert had been in the house when I was home. I ran to the bedroom and opened my underwear drawer. Nothing seemed disturbed. Knowing that the panties in the pic were from the bottom of the pile, it nauseated me that someones hands had been touching my underwear. I scooped up every one of them and threw them in the washing machine. Realizing he might have also touched the ones I had just put on, I stripped them off and threw them in too. Hurrying back to my bedroom I checked my nightstand drawer and breathed a sigh of relief that all my sex toys were still there. Again I considered calling the police but without evidence of a break in, I knew they wouldn't take it seriously and would even get a kick out of it. I decided that no matter what I had to do to pull it off, I had to see pontes dick. Ponte: Saturday had finally come. I was excited for a day of watching Ms. Smith. There was nothing more I wanted now than to see her ass clad in her panties. Just sitting in my bed thinking about it made me get hard. I pulled my laptop out and started to watch the video of her in the shower again. “God she had a hot body” my mind kept saying as I stroked myself matching her tempo as she washed her tits ...
    and mound. I could feel myself starting to reach orgasm. “POKEY!” FUCK, it was mom again. “Get down here and have some breakfast.” she yelled up the stairs at me. I had to shut down the computer and try to hide the erection. Pulling on some shorts and a shirt. I headed downstairs to see what she wanted. “Sup mom.” I said as I entered the kitchen. “Mackenzie just called and said she is having some issues with her computer and was wondering if you could help.” Shit, maybe I let me dick think for me too much. “Well, I’m not sure what could be the problem, mom.” “Look, I want you to have some breakfast and scoot your ass over there.” “I’ve got other things to do.” “Like hell you do, you’ve got nothing to do, and I already told her you would help.” “Ugh, fine mom” I scarfed down the yogurt and granola she made and went back to my room to change into something else. “You’ve fucked up this time” my mind was saying as I got my shoes on. My hands were actually trembling with fear, but there was nothing I could do about it. After I got dressed I made sure to transfer all the files and photos from my computer to an external hard drive and wipe the partition they were held in. I knew that Ms. Smith was not good with computers, but better safe then sorry. Walking over seemed to take hours. Reaching out I rang the door bell. “Coming” was the response that came from the other side. “Well, here we go” my mind said as I heard the door knob turn.
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