Hotwife

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I gaze through the thicket as she looks out the window then reaches back. Her bra slips off revealing spectacular tits.

Unable to move, I watch eagerly with bated breath. Does she know I’m here? As her panties drop to the floor to reveal a strip of blonde hair, I’m enthralled by the hotwife next door and hard as steel.

Branches rustle, I’m no longer hidden. She looks and smiles. She caresses her tits and without a word and a knowing wink, slips away from sight.

I enter the backyard, she’s at the door.

“Happy sixteenth birthday.”

Published 3 years ago

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