Peeking through the Window
July 5th, 2006 |Walking down the street, I look up at your window and there you are, to tease me. Look some bushs so I can hide. I don’t want anyone to see that I’m watching. I don’t want anyone else to share in our moment. You know I come by here. Were you waiting for me.
Yes, take off that top, you have beautiful breasts. I know you saw me coming. I know you wanted me to stop and watch. I wish it was more private. Are you excited knowing I’m watching you? Do you get as excited knowing I’m watching as I do watching you? Take off your panties for me. I need to see more. Should I come out of the bushes. I bet you want me to climb through your window and take care of that sweet body. But I can’t as much as I know you want me to. You know I’m watching, I am a voyeur and this is one of my perversions.
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