After being so close without noticing, I knew I had to be safe. While wife covered I was shielded by the light of the room, I felt the need to look behind me again, making sure no one was spying the spy. By the time my gaze returned to the room, she was back across the carpet, placing her phone on the top of the cushion by the wall. She did a turn to make the distance, and she sunk into the corner of the sectional, exactly the spot I would have taken with no guest to accommodate. She edged into the corner and sat at an angle, facing the television, pulling her feet up, and using the next cushion to brace her knees slightly upward. I stared at her continuously, my mind playing out what I would do to her stunning body, and once again my cock began to expand from the delight. She picked up the remote and started to flip through the channels, stopping infrequently on something that caught her attention. Before long she seemed to bore of the entire exercise, and she picked up her phone, which she started swiping on this, and tapping on that to pass the time. That time seemed to pass slowly, but I couldn’t stop myself from watching. The scene was obviously better than anything I would find on television, so I stared into the room, watching the mundane with complete awe. Soon she picked up the remote again, unentertained in her current endeavor. I managed to catch the time as she flipped passed the information channel, and I felt embarrassed that I had spent over an hour watching her do practically nothing. But what was I going to do, stop watching something I may never get the chance to see again. It seemed like so much time had gone by again, my legs began to ache as I stood there taking in the show. It wasn’t until she flipped to a movie channel that I noticed something catch her interest and I looked over to the screen to see what had piqued hers. On the screen a man lay on top of a woman, they moved in the normal movie style of love making, gyrating in that unbelievable manner that let you know there was no actual penetration. He kissed the woman on the lips, and then down her neck, slowly he took advantage of her body, and lower he would tease as he falsely caressed her. The scene was typical, and not particularly arousing, but I could see by her reaction, it was enough to put thoughts in her mind. As the scene progressed, my neighbor began to fidget in place, easing her brace against the couch cushions, and the look in her eyes showed me she had put herself there. By the time the scene was coming to an end, she had unknowingly placed her palm on her thigh, which had slid down to almost straight, and her fingers softly rode the seam of the cloth shorts banding around her leg. The ache in my legs disappeared, and I could plainly see she was becoming aroused by the acting. I might babhi have found the ability to break away and return to my apartment before, but now, I was going nowhere until I was sure she was gone from sight for the night. When the sexuality of the movie had faded back into the story, I could plainly see she had not gotten the pleasure she hoped for, and she played with the bottom of her indian shorts much longer than the lust in the movie would allow. Soon she broke her attention completely, and she bring herself out of the corner cushion. She didn’t get up from the couch, but only moved out far enough for it to brace the underside of her thighs. She leaned over to the coffee table, pulling the drawer out from the bottom section. She sifted through the contents only briefly, and quickly she pulled a CD case out from the bottom layers. She popped up from the seat, moving quickly to the entertainment center. She worked the buttons on one of the machines and inserted the disc, and once done, she moved back to her seat on the couch, going directly into the corner with a flop. Now she lay twitching in the dirt, her arm hugging the gash below her ribs. My cunt clenched, a rush of juices spilling down my thighs. I thought well, except for four very eventful nights in my life, she was my first but I said nothing. Doe’s she want to play games he thought, or is she in one of her difficult moods again? “If you want to come then you know what to do.” I said softly. Jimmy decided to focus on escape stuff. Unless he is trying to let him fuck her too. I had to know what was going on. "Does that mean what?" The pleasure shot through me. My toes curled. Her determined gaze was zen-like to him, as he lowered in for a final, irresistible, confectionery-like kiss. “You’ve never been with a girl as young as me have you daddy?” I sighed while I started to hump him again. Julie started to cry as she knew that the call would not be coming for a while. John told me to pick up the ‘arm pit bread’ and I just looked at him blankly. “You guys saw everything we did and heard all we said… including…” Jennifer went back to Alexis and whispered something to her, she nodded. Leaving the twenty something to raise a child alone. “Quite true. “Don’t worry. You are now a woman.” I pulled my cock out until just the head was in. There was a light layer of blood along the top. Oh no, my sudden urges were creeping in. The memories of those crazy days flooded my mind. He spread my legs and forced his cock indian deep into me. He was a wild man as he fucked me hard and deep. I wife placed my lips around his giant cock and they almost did not fit. My dick tingled in my panties and a hot thrill rippled out of my pussy as I pictured my auburn-haired babhi sister naked.