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  • Unfortunately, most of that time he had his back to us. Still, we could see the wrinkly bag hanging down rape when he bends down to work on the wheels. A few times, depending on the angle he parked the truck, we could see fucked his thingy very plainly, right down to the cute knob that stuck out past the skin on his thing. For the next two summers we simply watched Ray as he worked while we started to think of other things we could do besides just watch. Sometime during the second summer, it seemed as if things worked out where we could see better than before. Ray started parking the truck such that for much of the time he was virtually facing us so we could get a full-on view. And strangely enough, about that same girl time he seemed to be even bigger than before, sometimes he was huge! His thingy stuck way out and up at an angle. In addition, it bobbed up and down as he walked. A few weeks before things made a dramatic change, I found out from some other girls how to give myself pleasure by rubbing my “Special Place.” Of course, I also showed Rachel and soon we developed a routine forced where we would take turns watching Ray while the other got herself off. By timing it well, we could both have a great time. Sometimes Ray just washed the old cars, but other times it almost seemed as if he were putting on a show just for us. One day after he finished the fire truck, he sat down on the running board and turned so that he was almost, but not quite, facing us. I was watching with the binoculars and Rachel was using he telescope. “Wow!” exclaimed Rachel, “look at that!” I focused the binoculars in better and saw Ray’s thingy sticking up like a flag pole. Slowly he began to stroke it, up and down, up and down. We watched in absolute fascination as he pumped the thing, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Suddenly a jet of white stuff spurted out the end and at the same time I could see his face twist in an expression of pure joy, relief, pleasure, all mixed together. As we compared notes, Rachel was quite de***********ive about his thingy as she was focused in so tight, she abused could only see about an eighteen-inch circle and had hard the scope centered on the tip. On the other hand, with the binoculars, I could see his entire body and the facial expressions were almost as good as the spurting stuff. “Hey!” I exclaimed, that is what they were talking bout in biology class last spring when we were in the chapter about reproduction. "And you wanted me, Mom? Tori obligingly moved her knees apart so John had free access to her now wet pussy through her shorts. My legs turned to jelly, unable to support myself. “Sam,” I groaned. He felt guilty for his earlier conversation with the man. He dressed quickly and went to the hallway. “Does the pool house have bathrooms, or do I have to girl dry off and go into the house?” I pulled my shirt up, exposing my fucked stomach, and ran my hands all over it. Crap! Kara dodges a burst of flame from the wizard. Darkness burst from it. I looked over and I saw that Margie was still alive, swinging slowly, her legs weaving drunkenly and her toes straining for a floor they abused would never feel again. “Breed me!” forced “Satisfied?” She did remember drinking and talking with Brian. Ultimately, Jen leaned against the wall as she sat there on the edge, panting, out of breath. “Ah, sorry!” I quickly kneeled down to the ground, and began helping her pick the rape books up. Make it hard look sexy. They fucked faster and harder until at last Tural fell back onto his chair, panting and red-faced.