Jessica is seen

„Fuck! Fuck! Double-fuck!“ Jessica thought, whining through her gag in frustration as she squirmed helplessly on the bed. The small clock on the nightstand told her that it had been over an hour since Stefan had left her in this precarious position and she was exhausted beyond belief. Unable to wipe it away sweat ran freely over her face and body, soaking the crumbled sheets beneath.

After only a few minutes she had realized that Stefan had, by accident or by choice, set the magic wand to such a low setting that no matter what, she couldn’t achieve another orgasm, no matter how desperately she tried to grind her pussy against the vibrator. Instead the low humming only kept her on the brink, keeping release so close, but just out of reach, absolutely driving her mad.

Even worse was the other toy: never having tried anal play much the thick plug stretching her sphincter felt more than a little weird! Her asshole was spread open, tightly gripping the intruder’s base and locking it in place so no matter how hard she tried she didn’t manage to push it out. And to her utter shock she began to get used to it! The initially weird pressure turned into something strangely pleasurable over time, undoubtedly helped by the vibrating wand against her cunt.

“Mmmmmmh!” she grunted, squeezing her eyes shut in annoyance, drooling around the bright red gag inside her mouth as she did. Clenching her buttocks she tried to grind her pussy against the bed, literally humping it, which only brought her little closer to orgasm, but failed to take her all the way. Exhausted she let her head fall down into the sweat-and-drool-soaked sheets, trying to catch her breath. This was so much more than she bargained for!

After resting for a minute without getting any actual rest she lifted her head again. Glancing quickly out of the window her eyes widened in terror and she blinked rapidly to make sure her tired mind was not playing tricks on her. There, across the street at the window stood the man, the same balding, fat man she had unintentionally given a peep show at her arrival! And he stared at her!

To make sure that she was on proper display Stefan had left the lights on when he left and now that it was several shades darker outside the room’s lamps turned the bed into a proper stage, so the man would have no problem seeing her on the stage.

They looked into each other’s eyes, he with a bewildered look, she with a horrified one. He was clad in an old, ugly tracksuit, at least fifty and well out of shape and he got a grade A view of Jessica Alba naked, staring back at him like a deer in headlights.

“Mmmph!” she mumbled, shaking her head wildly, silently begging for him to go away as his bewilderment turned into a grin. Then, to her utter surprise, he actually turned and left.

She prayed that he had seen enough, that he had to go somewhere and would not return, but those hopes were soon destroyed when he appeared back at the window, a big camera in his face, lifting it to take pictures.

This time she actually squealed into her gag, turning her head away from the window and hiding it in the mattress to hide her identity from the stranger. This was a nightmare! How could Stefan do this to her?! To her shame she realized that her exposedness also turned her on in a primal way, but she was quick to blame that on the wand pressed against her clit.

After several minutes she dared to briefly glance up and to her surprise she found the window across the street deserted again. Maybe the man had figured he wouldn’t get any better pics today and had left to jerk off somewhere?! The thought sent a shudder down her spine, a shudder she shamefully enjoyed.

Then she heard a noise and threw her head around, sweat-soaked hair flying, to look at the door. With wide eyes she watched the door knob turn and the door open as someone was about to enter.