The Watcher

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On the bed, nude, swollen cock in hand and eyes closed. As I slowly stroke it fantasies play in my mind.

A feeling of being watched – I open one eye and see her standing in the open doorway. I thought I was home alone…

No words, no movements, just a smirk as she watches in silence. I continue, further excited by her presence and the knowledge she is watching.

I find it extremely erotic and quickly finish. She stares as the cum spews forth and I climax intensely.

She smiles and turns away, disappearing from my view.

Published 3 years ago

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