Desirae's Peeper
Night time is the right time to wander the streets. You find yourself strolling on a lonely, dark avenue. Not a soul in sight. A car passes you and pulls into the driveway of a small house. A beautiful girl gets out and click-clacks to the front door. She enters and a light goes on. You walk over, entranced by the glimpse you've seen of her legs and jutting chestline. You sneak onto the lawn by the side of the house and crouch by the illuminated window. The blinds are only half drawn. You can see everything. No one's around. Where is she? Who is she? Long minutes pass. It's chilly but you sweat, wondering what will happen. Then a curvy figure in a dressing gown walks into the room. She sits on her couch and reaches for a bottle. You watch, as quiet as a mouse, while your dick gets as hard as a steel pipe. Who is this girl? Gorgeous. You're scared a cop might see you, but you're frozen. You have to see what she does. Oh God, she's putting cream all over that sexy young body, those big fucking tits... She begins to get dressed. She must be going out again. On a date? 'Don't make a sound,' you think, or she'll come to the window and see you. Maybe she'll call the cops...or scream. Just shut your mouth, breathe quietly and enjoy the show. A good night's peep doesn't get any better than this...