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My Neighbor

There's a man that lives next door to me and my love for him, I won't let him see.
I let him believe I hate his guts, but I really just want to taste his nuts.
Some wonder why I behave this way and carry on with this false display. The truth is they just wouldn't understand my secret obsession with this man. His bedroom wall is opposite to mine...I imagine us laying together sometimes. I hear how well he fucks his girlfriends, I wish it was me everytime.
I touch myself and picture.
Our special mixture.
Candles body oils and tools for adventure...
I imagine him sucking and biting each nipple, so much pleasure from something so simple.
 His hands explore my every crease....extasy...to say the least.  
 I imagine him drinking from my sweet water spring, I swear from him I'd never hold back anything.  
But I can't even speak when he's around...I keep my eyes on the ground. He tries to talk every now and then and I refuse to make a sound.
 
 
 If only he knew.
 
 
 
Written by LovelySoul89
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