1. What's a Voyeur.


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: demonkey, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    your warm body.&#034 &#034You want to fuck me?&#034 she said. &#034Why me? Why not Diana?&#034 &#034I couldn't take Diana,&#034 I protested. &#034It just wouldn't be right to have sex with a mate's s****r in his own house. No. Right now I want you. Of course, if you want to see Diana driven mad with lust, bring her round to my place tomorrow. I'll be home all day and I'd really be happy to oblige. Right now,&#034 I said, gently turning her to face the table, &#034I want you.&#034 Willingly or not, Tracy found herself bent over the table, my cock pressing firmly against her. I waited for a moment but she didn't say anything, so I started pressing home. This time as I entered, Tracy let out a little sigh and started pressing back against me. I caught a glimpse of Diana, eyes wide, staring at the pair of us, then I ignored her and started moving. I wasn't bashful. If I was screwing a woman I wanted her to know that she was being screwed. I came f***efully into Tracy, demanding a response from her, and receiving it in spades. Her rump bounced up to meet me, eagerly taking my driving cock. We quickly settled into a rhythm, two exhibitionists performing before a fascinated voyeur. Even while I was banging into her, I was pushing up Tracy's top and bra, wanting to get my hands on her breasts. Finally clasping her breasts, I pounded away at Tracy, both of us rushing eagerly and energetically towards a climax. Then I was gasping and letting loose and Tracy was squealing and ...
    shuddering under me. I stayed like that for a moment, feeling Tracy twitching under me. Then Bob pulled into the driveway and all hell broke loose around me. Diana suddenly realised her panties were still around her ankles and was frantically pulling them up. Tracy on the other hand pushed me away, grabbed for her clothes and dived for the bathroom. I zipped up and went out to meet Bob, breathing hard. &#034Right,&#034 said Bob. &#034Got the right one this time. Told that little turd what I thought of his service. Let's get this show on the road.&#034 Quarter of an hour later and we were finished, car purring like a kitten. &#034Coffee,&#034 said Bob, and headed into the kitchen. The girls were sitting at the table again, doing their crossword. Tracy gave me a smug look, while Diana threw me a nervous one. Bob and I settled down at the table, relaxing with our coffee and just talking generally. &#034Are you going to the footy tomorrow?&#034 he asked. &#034No,&#034 I told him, &#034not this weekend. I'm expecting some visitors tomorrow.&#034 I heard a soft snigger from Tracy. &#034Come on, Diana,&#034 she said, tapping the crossword. &#034It's your turn.&#034 - - - The next day I spent bumming around the house. It was a nice day, weather wise, and I managed to get through a few outstanding jobs. I didn't really expect Tracy and Diana to come round. I mean, seriously. You suggest to a couple of lovely ladies that they come to your place so you can ravish one while the other watches and ...
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