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I love the textures of silks, satin lace and even leather. My soft skin longs for the caress of each, followed by the stroke of your hand, the warmth of your breath. My panties
dampen at the thought of your arousal, as you gaze upon my luscious curves. I imagine myself parading in front of my window, wearing my favorite lingerie, my nipples hardening
against the smooth fabrics. Each night I don a new outfit. I know you watch as I slip into each one, sliding my hands across my own body imagining they are your hands.
your cock hard with desire as I slip out of each one, slowly seductively. Taunting you, daring you to do more than just watch. As my arousal builds
I begin to wonder how long it will be till I hear your voice.
Surprise me...Who is that stranger in the night? My neighbor? A police officer? My brother or cousin? Who is it that watches me so?
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Bridgette
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