Dirty Little Secrets(Short Stories)
It’s so fucking hot, I barely recall undoing my zipper and pulling my dick out.
I stroke my dick, watching as she brings herself to the edge. When she comes, she moans my name. Her way of letting me know she enjoys been watched.
It becomes a sort of twisted game, for me to hide out in the hallway, watching Bonnie on her knees, soft buttocks thrust high up in the air, playing with her pussy lips from behind, flicking her clit, her fingers forming a scissors.
Today is no different.
She is naked from the waist down. Her shirt is unbuttoned, spilling her heavy boobs. Her nipples are a dark hazel colour. Even from my spot in the shadows, I can tell that they are hard like pebbles.