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Her skin looked as perfect and delicate as her collection of beautiful lace nighties.Gorgeous dark hair framed her face and tumbled below her shoulders except when she clipped it up for a morning shower. She had beautiful hazel eyes and  kissable full lips. The way they curved when she smiled or arched when she was upset, was so expressive. She had a cute nose that scrunched up when she was happy. How I would love our noses to touch.But nothing compared to the beauty of her body as she discarded her nightie. Proud breasts dwarfed her petite hands but she smiled when she gave them a gentle morning squeeze. Ooh, what a smile it was, too. Her areolae were dark and large and her nipples hardened and protruded way beyond my imagination. I yearned to cover them with my mouth.After those teasing caresses, I knew what came next — yes, I’d watched her many times. Her lovely long fingers with shapely nails eased under the waist of tiny lace panties barely big enough to cover her most delicate treasure. When she pushed them down, I caught my breath.I watched her slide them over generous hips and down her long legs. She stepped out of the wispy underwear and left them on the floor, standing quite still for a moment in all her naked glory.Setting my coffee cup on the table beside me, I pushed my panties down, mimicking her even to the point of leaving them on the carpet. My hairless pussy was already dripping. It’s what she did to me.I removed my tee shirt and dropped Bostancı Escort it on top of my panties. My nipples were firm from watching her undress and I got to my feet at the same time as she did. We had facing picture windows high up in our apartment buildings but she clearly didn’t know I watched her each morning and evening. In fact, any time she was there, I’d be watching.As she’d done on so many mornings, she caressed her body, hands rolling over her glorious hills and hollows. Delicate fingers pinched her dark nipples and I watched the pleasure spread across her face. As she fondled and kneaded her magnificent breasts, her face was full of desire and I followed her lead. Cupping and squeezing my breasts felt so wonderful as I watched the slight movement of her lips. I just knew she was moaning and sighing and I longed to hear her gasps.Lying on her bed, she put a pillow under her shapely ass, raising her hips for a more accessible angle — and, unwittingly, providing a clearer view for me. Her beautiful pussy lips glistened with juices as she brushed long fingers up and down her slit, gently opening her pink magnificence. With her free hand, she removed the clip from her hair and shook her head just as she eased a finger into the opening that gave her so much pleasure.Settling into a chair beside the window, I draped my legs over the arms. Yes, I was fully open for her to see — if only she knew I existed.I continued Bostancı Escort Bayan to follow her lead, feeling my puffy lips. I was soaking and easily slipped a finger into my gaping cunt. She had me so excited that my breathing was labored and I was desperate to come.But, wait, what’s happening? She’s taken her fingers out of her pussy. No, it’s not possible… she couldn’t have come already.I smiled as she reached into a drawer on her bedside table. Ah, of course, it’s her toy cock. She probed her pussy and I reached for my dildo. I wasn’t sure if mine was as large as hers but it looked similar. Little by little, we both fed our hunger, getting the cocks slippery with pussy juice. I saw her eyes close, her head loll back, then, oh my god, she plunged it into her hot cunt.She fucked herself fast, hard and deep. Her chest heaved and her beautiful mouth was opening and closing and I knew she had to be groaning. Grasping the vast toy with both hands, her sleek thighs were taut as she raised her hips, apparently wanting to get even more length inside. The cock appeared and disappeared rapidly as she bucked and rolled her hips, matching the rhythm of her furious strokes, until her body tensed. Her mouth sprang wide open and I knew she’d screamed… it was inevitable, her climax looked so powerful.Pushing my toy deeper, I picked up the pace, urgently driving it in and out with increasing force. I was in need of release Escort Bostancı and I rubbed my sensitive, swollen clit as fast as I could. Ooh, yes… I came and definitely screamed.By the time I’d pulled myself together, the masterpiece in the window had gone. It saddened me — but only momentarily: I’d have another chance to watch my beautiful neighbor that night…Knowing what time she usually arrived home, I was ready and waiting. I truly lived for these daily shows, watching her beauty come to life and the way she reacted while masturbating. I loved how she caressed her breasts, squeezing and twisting her nipples to set her pussy on fire; the way she then touched that magnificent slit, fingers sliding in and out, stroking her hot spot.Watching her writhing in ecstasy, sparked a desire in me like nothing I’d ever known and I got incredible satisfaction from duplicating her moves.So, I sat by my window, staring across, impatient for her appearance. Minutes ticked by. She was late, very late. Surely I haven’t missed her. I stood and paced my room, my gaze fixed on her window. Where is she?Then came a knock at my door. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Go away, I’m busy. I don’t want to see anyone. I can’t leave the window.Another knock, louder this time. Seconds later, a persistent rapping on the door. Damn! I’d better answer it.I raced to the door, flung it open — and my mouth gaped, my eyes widened as big as saucers, and my pulse raced.“Hello, I thought I’d come over to see you in person,” said my beauty. “Seeing you every morning and night watching me and copying me as I masturbate, I thought maybe you’d like to get together. Perhaps play with each other, yes?”I blinked and gulped. “Oh, erm… yes —” I croaked and stood to one side. “Please, come in.

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