None of this, of course, did anything for her already tingling desires. With deliberate motions, Honey stood at the window after it was dark, her lights out, and slowly removed her clothing. A couple was at the pool, drinking beer and talking. As she undressed, she imagined them watching her, getting excited as she did when she peeked into windows. Her reverie even had the man and woman so excited that they began to fuck right there on the deck of the pool.

Finally, about eleven o'clock, Honey considered going out, but a fear came to her. She was almost afraid to return to that particular house, but she didn't know why. Fear and excitement tugged at her. When fear won out, she bathed and went to bed.

Yet the excitement burned so hot between her long, slender thighs, she once again removed her rubber cock from its drawer. She lay back on her bed, stroking the rubber cock between her thighs, probing lightly at her cunt. She rubbed it up and down her throbbing clitoris, trembling. Her eyes closed and her mind reeled with mental pictures of being fucked, licked.

Again she felt the sensation of being looked at. But when she opened her eyes and looked toward the window, no one was there. The drapes, as always, were wide open. But she was on the second floor, so who could get up there and peek in her window?

But the feeling would not go away.

And then, Honey found herself wishing someone was actually watching her. Her excitement increased until she thought her body was on fire. Closing her eyes, she lifted her curvy, sweet ass, spreading her legs wide. The rubber cock teased her swollen clitoris until she was writhing and churning her hips wildly.