I was cleaning my kitchen when I noticed him outside working in his yard. He’s a fucking hottie, and I’ve had no problem noticing him every time he’s ever been outside of his house. Well, I decided to go lie on the couch in my all-glass living room that looked out over his yard and the street. I slowly stripped out of everything except my stockings and heels and started fingering myself. I recognized the exact moment that he noticed. I twisted around and spread one leg up over the other, baring my ass and spreading my slit so that he could get a good view of me fingering my gash and clit. He stood there, cock hardening, watching my hand as if his life depended on it. When I finally slid a finger inside of myself, he started over. He didn’t even knock, he knew I wanted him. He was at my side stripping down in no time. He ran fingers over me, testing how wet and tight I was. The moan he let out said it all. I squeezed my legs together, making myself feel even tighter, and he groaned loudly. He pulled my leg back up, slid inside of me, and then pressed down on me. He held himself there, and I could tell he was fighting to keep from cumming already. When he finally settled down, he started plowing into me, rubbing my clit between my thighs, and a finger found my puckered little ass. He watched my tits bounce with every thrust, and I could tell he kept fighting to keep from cumming, and his stamina was so fucking hot. He drove me over the edge, and my clenching, spasming muscles set him off. He came so hard, he clung to me for dear life.
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