1. What's a Voyeur.


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

    admires your technique and see what sort of reaction you get. It would probably be along the lines of hysterical laughter and a suggestion of where you could find a good psychiatrist. So I'll admit I was slightly surprised when my doorbell rang and Tracy came bouncing into the house, dragging a clearly reluctant Diana with her. Diana was muttering under her breath, swearing that this was a bad idea and she hadn't agreed to anything and I'd better not be getting my hopes up. I directed the girls through to the kitchen, offering them a cold drink. The day was heating up a bit, so I figured that the drinks would be appreciated. Checking to see who was driving, I joined Tracy and had a coke, but I let Diana have a UDL. I thought that a touch of vodka would help sooth her nerves, as I suspect that Tracy had been stirring her up a little. We sat and chatted for a little while, with Tracy dropping several unsubtle hints that maybe I should start moving on Diana. The girls were dressed for the weather, shorts and t-shirts, basically, showing off some lovely long legs. I decided that I'd grant Tracy's wishes and start on her hints. The next time she dropped a hint, causing Diana to blush slightly, I rose and crossed to stand next to Tracy. I indicated that she should stand and when she did so I promptly sat on her chair, turning her to face me. Then I undid the fastening to her shorts and pulled them down. &#034Wait, wait, wait,&#034 she said, her voice rising to a bit of a squeak. ...
    &#034What are you doing? I thought you were going to undress Diana?&#034 I shrugged slightly. &#034Maybe later,&#034 I told her, sliding down her panties as I spoke, almost laughing at the consternation on her face. &#034Right now, I want to look at you naked. Lift your arms.&#034 By then I was pulling her t-shirt up and when she lifted her arms I just swept it over her head and off. After that it was a simple matter to unhook her bra and leave her standing there nude. I sat back and admired her trim figure while Tracy looked somewhat stunned and Diana was struggling not to laugh. It appeared that things weren't going the way Tracy had assumed they would. Tracy did the hand dance for a moment before giving it up for a bad joke. She seemed to just relax and gave a small laugh. She sat back at the table and considered Diana and me. &#034Your turn, Diana,&#034 she cooed, obviously expecting me to agree. Before Diana could agree to being stripped (or violently disagree, which I considered more likely at that point) I chipped in. &#034Don't worry about it, love,&#034 I said to Diana. &#034I have no intention of stripping you.&#034 That took them both by surprise. Tracy seemed a little annoyed while Diana managed to look a little offended. &#034Why not?&#034 they both demanded, speaking as one. &#034Why her and not me?&#034 asked Diana. &#034I stripped Tracy because I thought it would be fun and I wanted her to be naked,&#034 I explained. &#034You, on the other hand,&#034 I said, ...
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