Rolling out of bed with a groan, I swore as my feet hit the cold floor. I sleep naked, so I had to quickly over to our walk in closet, good naturedly cursing the decision to move to this town. Throwing on some jeans, I shuffled down to the kitchen and flicked on the jug, letting the teen water boil while I sorted out my thoughts. Maybe she hadn't seen us? It was pretty late in the day after all, and Sammy had been below her eye-line so perhaps she thought I'd just been jerking off. And the window had been closed right, so she probably didn't hear me either - she definitely thought at worst I was just relieving some stress by myself. No way had she seen my girlfriend on her knees, jerking me off with those hot pink panties, begging me to say our neighbours name as I... The whistle of the kettle made me jump back to reality. Pouring the hot water into yet another cup of crap instant coffee I sighed - I had a day of work ahead of me, I couldn't be worrying about this right now. Trudging back up the stairs, coffee in hand, I started to plan out the day: I had to work for a few hours, had a meeting in the afternoon, and I wanted to hit the gym before Sammy got home. Settling down at my desk, I glanced idly out of the window. It was a genuinely beautiful day- the sun was just rising, there was some frost on the ground, and Sharon was bent over in front of the window, her tight ass straining against her jeans. I nearly choked and dropped my coffee, swearing as it slopped over the cup and burnt my fingers. There she was, fixing something in her car seat in the driveway, her legs completely straight and bent only at the waist. I was so close I could clearly see the top of her black G-string poking out of her pants, curling over the top of her round bottom. God she had nice legs...and what an ass for someone in their 40's! She was wearing tight black jeans, a blouse and a nice blue jacket that accentuated her fit figure. She straightened up as I was gawking at her, tossing her long blonde hair back as she turned and I could see that her top was low cut - not outrageously so, but certainly showing more than a small swell of her perky breasts. My cock was immediately hard, pulsing at the sight of this sexy older woman. She looked around impatiently and was muttering to herself, still not realising I was staring at her, and hurried back into the house clearly having forgotten something. I exhaled slowly, glad to have not been seen. I was only then that I realised my cock was straining hard against my pants, fully hard at the sight of her. I grinned ruefully - damn this libido of mine! I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock, slowly sliding my hand up and down the sensitive skin, making sure to keep an eye out in case she walked back outside. I started to picture her more clearly, closing my eyes as I thought about her, what her hot, wet mouth would feel like on my hard cock, how she would react if I slid my hands up the insides of her thighs, imagine her trembling breath as she climaxed....I was pumping in earnest now, wanting to feel the release, hand hurriedly moving up and down in time with the waves of pleasure. Next thing, there was a knock sex on the door. Snapping out of my fantasy, I hurriedly shoved my cock into my pants, and glanced out the window - still no Sharon, so maybe I'd catch a glimpse after I'd spoken to whomever was ruining my morning glory. In a foul mood now, I jogged down the porn stairs, shouting "Be there in a second!" and only hearing a muffled response. Throwing the door open with a scowl on my face, ready to have a very short conversation, the words dried up in my throat - it was Sharon. She had a small smile on her face, but also looked a little worried - her blonde hair was curling over her eye, and she raised her hand to push it back, the simple action causing her top to move busty apart slightly. Immediately my eyes moved to her cleavage, to the swell of her tits. "Hey Nick", she said. "Sorry to bother you, is this a good time?" She showed no sign that she'd seen anything the night before as she glanced inquisitively at me, and I flushed as I realised I was standing there with no shirt, no shoes, movie and some hastily thrown on jeans that probably didnt do much to hide my excited state. "Sure, no worries" I replied "Sorry I was just having coffee upstairs" "Oh that's ok, I dont mean to interrupt - I just wanted to say it was lovely meeting you guys yesterday and I was hoping you and Sam were free for dinner tonight?" Slap me five on that.” I blinked, my head beating with confusion, my thoughts like molasses. “But since then he barely even touches me.” My eyes were shut just imagining Diana’s lips wrapped around my dick. Unfortunately, the cycle had started. With skills a mixture of those of a butcher and a surgeon, he cut her stomach away from its intestinal bindings sex and dropped it on a tray near where his tools were. It was “cute”. The pain makes me fall to the ground. I was going to tell Astrid that Willowbud was still there, and that ‘she’d be back sooner than you think; don’t give up hope!’ busty but apparently, she didn’t want movie that pep-talk anymore, even if it was truer now than any other time I’d said it. I drove around for maybe an hour just wondering what to do. She raised her head and looked at me wondering what I’m doing. Oh Yes!” Jeff leaned through his sister's legs and unfastened the impaling device from the pole. The combination of me milking him while my tongue was fucking his ass was too much, in seconds he let out an almighty roar as he porn came all over his white sheets. Soon it was at her feet, and George drank in the sight of her in nothing but skimpy black panties, crotchless pantyhose and sexy heels. He whipped me a few more times and each time the belt left rosy marks on my skin. In fact, he had wondered that at one point, but he had assumed that his sisters all had the metaphysical bond that he shared with each of them. “No, no,” she said. "That was... harder... than it looked," he gasped apologetically to the trainer standing beside him teen with a hand on the swimmer's arm.