‘Shit’, I whispered when, just as Mrs. BeePorn She leaned forward slightly, almost daring me to run up behind her and accept the offered gift, and, using her right hand, began to wash between her legs. She leaned forward (to remove the cut-offs from her ankles?) and I watched as her bust hung freely with the slightest of motion before she rose again and started walking away from my direction, bringing more of her body into view. This happened often, and not just with Jason, as most, if not all, of the boys, not having the vantage point I had, had no other choice but to walk by hoping for a peek. I jumped back to the floor and raised the binoculars to my eyes just in time to watch her ass cheeks sway with each step she took before she entered the master bath and turned toward the sink.
