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It was too hot!Just then, I heard a door sliding open on the balcony next to ours. I had noticed some large cracks and damage to the wall and being bored I decided to investigate. It would be great to see who was on the other side and see what they were up to. I got stood up quietly and walked over to the wall, examining the cracks that I had seen. There were several holes and I discovered that by placing my eye to one of the holes, I could see clearly through to the next balcony.Stooping down slightly, I placed my eye to the hole and surveyed the scene in front of me. Wow! A woman was standing with her back to me. She was obviously topless and the metallic blue coloured thong that she was wearing disappeared from view into the cleft of her perfectly shaped rear. Her hair was blonde and she had long, slender legs, with a slim figure. Just then she bent down to arranged a flowery yellow beach towel on the floor, giving me a perfect view of her from behind. Not even a wisp of hair. We both moaned together, moaning loudly each time he would thrust hard inside of me. His hands moved down from my hips grabbing hold of one of my legs as he lifted it over one of his shoulders allowing him to go in deeper. I started to scream in pleasure before he took hold of my other leg placing it on his other shoulder as he went in even deeper. I screamed in pleasure as Jack started to moan loudly into my ear as his hips went faster as I felt his penis move in and out of my vagina more and more. I could tell Jack was as close as I was to cumming as both our bodies shook getting ready to orgasm. With one last hard thrust, Jack let out a long loud moan as he held himself inside of me as I felt his cum fill my vagina with his warm cum as I let a moan like Jack’s as I orgasmed adding to Jacks cum that was flowing out of my vagina and down Jacks penis. Our screams and moans in pleasure started to stop echoing round the house as we both stayed still, catching our breath. After a few.
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Strong, but delicate. Built on trust and honesty. If I break any rules, I tell him, I always tell him. I’m woken by a snap. No…a click. The door closing. I sit up in position, abandoning my blanket and sitting straight up, my feet beneath me, knees in front, then spread, my hands on the floor, and tits pushed out. Looking down at the floor. I’m getting wet… I can hear him moving, I mustn’t feet, not until I am signaled to do so. He doesn’t speak either, he usually uses body language, or signals to communicate with me. He speaks now and then, particularly if I’m really good – or really bad…I can’t look at him either, not his eyes. I’m not worthy. I will look at him if he asks me to, but not unless that happens. I watch his feet approach me, and stop infront of me briefly, his eyes burning into me. He then picked up my bowls and washes them, before returning to put the blanket in the washing machine. My nipples harden, and goose-pimples cover my body from the…cold? Anticipation? But I.

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