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Watching in the rain
Watching in the rain
Tonight is a moonless night, perfect for what I have in store, I'm hiding outside your bedroom window, I need to look some more
Rain running down my face, raindrops blur my view, I'd risk catching pneumonia, for a glance of you
I know you take a shower, every night around Ten o'clock, as you dry yourself with your towel, I slowly stroke my cock
Watching your hands run all over you, I wish that they were mine, caressing, stroking, drying, your bodies so devine
But tonight it seems different your sitting on your bed, totally naked, as weird thoughts start running through my head
Surely she can't see me, I know it's time to run and go, but she starts to stroke herself, she's putting on some kind of show
Her hands cupping her gorgeous breasts her nipples harden to her touch, I watch in a mesmerising stupor as her hand plays with her crutch
My cock throbbing wildly, its desperate to break free, is she doing this deliberately, is this sex show meant for me
She reaches in her side cabinet draw, this rubber cock was in her hand, she laid back and spread her legs, it obvious what she had planned
I watched her as she fucked herself, I saw her cum several times that night, then she came to the window, and mouthed the word" Goodnight"
The next day we were both at work, not a single word was said, but everytime I looked at her, I felt a throbbing in my head
Ron
Tonight is a moonless night, perfect for what I have in store, I'm hiding outside your bedroom window, I need to look some more
Rain running down my face, raindrops blur my view, I'd risk catching pneumonia, for a glance of you
I know you take a shower, every night around Ten o'clock, as you dry yourself with your towel, I slowly stroke my cock
Watching your hands run all over you, I wish that they were mine, caressing, stroking, drying, your bodies so devine
But tonight it seems different your sitting on your bed, totally naked, as weird thoughts start running through my head
Surely she can't see me, I know it's time to run and go, but she starts to stroke herself, she's putting on some kind of show
Her hands cupping her gorgeous breasts her nipples harden to her touch, I watch in a mesmerising stupor as her hand plays with her crutch
My cock throbbing wildly, its desperate to break free, is she doing this deliberately, is this sex show meant for me
She reaches in her side cabinet draw, this rubber cock was in her hand, she laid back and spread her legs, it obvious what she had planned
I watched her as she fucked herself, I saw her cum several times that night, then she came to the window, and mouthed the word" Goodnight"
The next day we were both at work, not a single word was said, but everytime I looked at her, I felt a throbbing in my head
Ron
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