You walk over to my fence completely stopping to see what I have going on in my backyard. I know your hoping to catch me outside by the pool, wearing only bikini bottoms laying out topless in the sun. Watching as I lean up and grab for the lotion and start rubbing myself down. Cupping my tits covering ever inch of skin. I’ve already been masturbating hoping that you would hear the moans coming out of my mouth. I think it’s funny that the highlight of your pathetic life is to gawk over me. The blood rushing to the head of your hard cock and your eyes are glued to my body. You take your cock in your hand wishing it was mine stroking you off. You think I can’t see you or hear your heavy breathing.
Come over and introduce yourself. I can have a lot of fun with a shy, married man like you. The next time I catch you peeking at me, I’ll make sure I call your wife over and we can both laugh at your small dick while you jerk off to us and I tell her what a dirty fucking pervert you are.
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