For a hot voyeur, this was the stuff of dreams!

Panting at the window, she waited for the performance to begin – and got all she could ask for.

Johnny politely helped Sheena up the makeshift ladder and followed her into the tree house, staring at her panties as she crawled before and above him.

The fragrance of her overheated pussy was driving the kid crazy as he inhaled the fumes that were wafting from her fuck-hole.

Sheena looked around and Johnny felt embarrassed, not sure how she would react to the dirty pictures on the walls, hoping she wouldn't be hurt or jealous because he had pictures of other females there.

"Oh, what a neat place," she said, approvingly. "You jack off here a whole lot?"

"Every day – more than once…"

"Oooooh – I like a guy who cums more than once – a guy who stays stiff and shoots off lots. That way, we can have fun in lots of different ways."

Did she mean different kinds of handjobs? Or was he going to get more than that – maybe even lose his virginity?

Without any delay, sexy Sheena started to strip.

She pulled her tee-shirt off and her naked tits thrust out, bobbling tantalizingly. Her swollen nipples looked stiff.

"Don't want to get jizz on my clothes," she said, as if she needed to explain why she was disrobing. "You probably spray cum all over, huh?"

She left her bikini panties on for the moment – as if she were playing hard to get in a very modified manner.

Johnny frantically tore all of his own clothing off, having some difficulty getting his jeans and undershorts down over the derrick of his rigid cock.

The two young people stared admiringly at one another, not touching yet.

And a very, very excited housewife stared at both of them, drooling with equal lust. Wanda's eyes flashed from prick to pussy, balls to tits. Her lovely face was so twisted by depraved desire that she looked like a mad woman confined in her attic.