If Jean's cunt got half as wet as her own did at the sound of the teen's appealing words Eileen could imagine her friend was more than ready to be screwed senseless. She felt the throb of anticipation deep in her cunt as Randy positioned Jean on the bed on hands and knees, her ripe ass flaring back in his direction. She watched him stroke his cock a couple of times, readying himself for the hot wet haven before him. Eileen experienced, a rush of fondness for the teen who was turning so quickly into a man. The fondness was followed immediately by naked desire. Yet she remained rooted to her spot outside the window. Her voyeur's instincts demanded that she watch this time rather than participate.

She wanted to know every intriguing detail of how it was between her favorite teen lover of the moment and her best friend of a lifetime.

"Oh God, yes, Randy! That's what I want too! I want you to screw me! Pleeease!"

Eileen could tell by the frantic way Jean wiggled her ass back in search of the teen's cock that the younger woman was enjoying her submissive role. It obviously thrilled Jean intensely to beg the teen to sink his cock in her. For she pleaded with him again and again, making each plea more desperate than the last when all the while there was no need for such begging, for Randy was so willing to give her everything she so fiercely wanted.

Her own cunt begging for attention, Eileen watched the pale haired teen guide his cock-tip into the slit between the blonde's buttocks. He worked it up and down along her crevice for a moment, teasing her. Eileen smiled at his know-how. That was something she had taught him, to make the woman wait for it just that little extra minute longer… until she was so hot that the first stroke might send her right over the hump into ecstasy.

That was just what Randy did. While Jean whined and moaned for his hard cock, he massaged her cunt-furrow with his cock-tip. Then suddenly, with no announcement of his intentions, he drove his cock deep up into the blonde's waiting pussy.