Now it was her turn to close her eyes – and I watched her hips start to gyrate slightly as she tried to respond to what was happening between her legs. XXX You’re both so lovely and I’ve enjoyed it so much”. She gave me a look which was a mix of surprise, a question, alarm and lust. She then slipped her hand up the inside of C’s legs until her fingers rested at C’s gaping, soaking gash. Needless to say our net curtains didn’t go back up – although we did arrange things outside and on the window sill to reduce the likelihood of passersby being able to see us – but we still left C with an uninterrupted view.
