Beth, obviously aware of her demented yearnings, had evidently given in to her own sexually aroused demons at the bathroom window.

Before swinging her legs into the water, Beth leaned back and over to reach the controls. He thighs lifting inch by inch, threatening to expose her firm ass and pussy to her attentive audience. She pressed a button and the bubbles ceased. Ron began to panic as the source of his privacy began to fizzle away. Amy, on the other hand, didn't miss a beat, now squeezing his cock even more firmly as she deliberately stroked his cock from base to tip.

"Sorry about that," Beth said, still leaning...