He thrives on getting women off – seeing the variety of emotion play through their minds while their bodies respond, often involuntarily, to the stimulation they’re experiencing. As is true with most men, it is his fantasy to witness multiple women getting each other off. He has no way of knowing that behind the door he is about to knock on, at this very moment, lies the opportunity to fulfill his wildest sexual dream…..

Carly had dropped by Heather’s place to pick her up for a night on the town. They were both dressed to kill in short, tight dresses that showed plenty of cleavage. At a glance, one could only focus on the vast amounts of flesh left exposed. They were young, hot and horny and out for some action.

Heather offered Carly a glass of wine and went to finish touching up her make up. When the wine glass was empty and Heather hadn’t returned, Carly poured herself another and casually went to find her. As she neared the bedroom door, she could hear low moans and panted heavy breathing. Curious, she pushed the door open and was instantly intrigued by the sight. Heather was sitting on the corner of her bed, knees parted, dress bunched around her waist with her hand gliding furiously over he pussy. Carly was about to ask her what she was doing when she noticed the computer screen to the left with a strange little round eye perched on top of it. She quickly determined it was a camera, and silently slipped into a nearby chair to watch. She was drawn in by the display and soon found that her own pussy was beginning to drip. She lazily glided her hand along her inner thigh heading towards her slit.