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What's a Voyeur.
Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: demonkey, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
"Do your silly little check." I suppose she expected me to just slide a finger into her and gently probe. That was not, however, my intention. Stepping behind her I slipped down my zip. You show me a man who can stand in front of two young ladies flashing their pussies without getting an erection and I'll show you a man who is gay or impotent. I eased apart Tracy's lips and pressed into her. She was excited alright. How and wet. And suddenly shocked. Not what she had been expecting. "Wait," she squealed. "What do you think you're doing?" "Testing your virginity, like you said I could," I told her innocently. "Don't worry. It'll just be in far enough to be certain and then I withdraw." "But I thought you'd just touch me," she wailed. "I am just touching you," I pointed out. "I'm just using my virgin inspector to do it. What do you think, Diana? Should I continue or not?" Diana giggled and nodded. "Why not, as long as it's just in and out." Before Tracy could protest I spoke up. "Well, it looks like it's up to you, Tracy. Do I complete the test or not?" "You swear it's just in and then straight out again?" "I do." "Alright. Do it." With permission obtained I pushed more firmly against Tracy, feeling her soft yielding under me. Diana was watching me slide in, fascinated. And this was the girl who'd said "eww" when she heard what voyeurism was. Once inside Tracy I ... paused for a second and then, to her great relief, I withdrew as promised. Tracy smirked and looked at Diana, a touch vindictively, I thought. "OK. Now it's only fair that you should test Diana as well." Diana gave a little squeak at the notion and looked at me horrified. I just smiled and walked around to her side of the table. I noticed that her eyes dropped down below my waist and stayed there as I approached. I pressed likely against Diana's back and she leaned forward slightly. Tracy meanwhile, had followed me around the table for a better view. As with Tracy, I eased apart Diana's lips and pressed forward. Apart from another little squeak, Diana didn't say a word, just holding her breath as I sounded her depths, releasing her breath with a gasp of relief when I withdrew again. "Now that playtime is over, do you mind if we put our pants back on," asked Tracy. Like a knife, her sarcasm cut. "By all means," I told her. "You could have put them on at any stage, you know? I wouldn't have stopped you. There is one little thing." Tracy just looked at me, suspecting it wouldn't be all that little. I indicated my erection which I hadn't got around to putting away. "I'm feeling very tense now and I really need some relief. I was thinking that you could help me out." Tracy sighed. "I suppose you want me to give you a blow job," she cooed. "Actually, no. I'd rather you bent over the table and let me exercise my masculine abilities on ...