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She is so sexy and statuesque!
Yummy.
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She is so sexy and statuesque!
Yummy.
Lexi has never worked a strippers pole before, but here in this surreal moment, she got the notion. Maybe she has a strong intuition for this...?
Lexi has never worked a strippers pole before, but here in this surreal moment, she got the notion. Maybe she has a strong intuition for this...?
I wanted so much to play some kind of loud raunchy music for her to dance to. She found something lustful and insane in herself, and it was working itself out on her and me in our front yard. If there was anyone around, we certainly did not escape their notice.
I wanted so much to play some kind of loud raunchy music for her to dance to. She found something lustful and insane in herself, and it was working itself out on her and me in our front yard. If there was anyone around, we certainly did not escape their notice.
I wanted so much to play some kind of loud raunchy music for her to dance to. She found something lustful and insane in herself, and it was working itself out on her and me in our front yard. If there was anyone around, we certainly did not escape their notice.
Lexi was enjoying the feeling that someone might be watching, maybe the son across the street home on spring break? Maybe he was peering out his window at her boldness, maybe he was excited beyond any reasonable response, maybe he was satisfying his body and his mind by secretly watching her, enjoying the voyeuristic power of seeing while being unseen. These thoughts pushed Lexi to a new depth in her arousal. She had not planned on this when she walked to the office window, but now she was squatting spread-legged on our front porch imagining the neighbors seeing and being compelled to please themselves.
Lexi was enjoying the feeling that someone might be watching, maybe the son across the street home on spring break? Maybe he was peering out his window at her boldness, maybe he was excited beyond any reasonable response, maybe he was satisfying his body and his mind by secretly watching her, enjoying the voyeuristic power of seeing while being unseen. These thoughts pushed Lexi to a new depth in her arousal. She had not planned on this when she walked to the office window, but now she was squatting spread-legged on our front porch imagining the neighbors seeing and being compelled to please themselves.
Lexi was enjoying the feeling that someone might be watching, maybe the son across the street home on spring break? Maybe he was peering out his window at her boldness, maybe he was excited beyond any reasonable response, maybe he was satisfying his body and his mind by secretly watching her, enjoying the voyeuristic power of seeing while being unseen. These thoughts pushed Lexi to a new depth in her arousal. She had not planned on this when she walked to the office window, but now she was squatting spread-legged on our front porch imagining the neighbors seeing and being compelled to please themselves.
We don't know if anyone saw us or not, but the possibility that someone did drove us both over the edge. I said "Wouldn't it be a sexy Susan Mayers moment if the front door was locked?" She turned to open it, and in fact it was(you really can't write this stuff...).
With a boldness that saturated my khaki cargo shorts with precum, she stepped off the porch and into the yard. She gave a devil-may-care grin and a small kiss to the college kid neighbor's house, and walked around the house to our garage. Her boldness aroused me beyond reason, yet it also gave me a taste of the seriousness of what we were doing.
We don't know if anyone saw us or not, but the possibility that someone did drove us both over the edge. I said "Wouldn't it be a sexy Susan Mayers moment if the front door was locked?" She turned to open it, and in fact it was(you really can't write this stuff...).
With a boldness that saturated my khaki cargo shorts with precum, she stepped off the porch and into the yard. She gave a devil-may-care grin and a small kiss to the college kid neighbor's house, and walked around the house to our garage. Her boldness aroused me beyond reason, yet it also gave me a taste of the seriousness of what we were doing.
I wanted to go in immediately, but she threw herself back against the garage door and said "Fuck me here, right now". I took one last picture, tossed her over my shoulder, and carried her inside up to our bedroom. In the afterglow following our overwhelming time together, we were apprehensive, expecting that knock on the door from a neighbor or law enforcement. Maybe someone saw us, but (so far) no one has shared their secret with us. We see our neighbor's faces during those friendly waves when you pass their house on the way to someplace, and we look for that knowing tell that says "I saw you and I wanted you". We may never know if anyone saw us or not. We can only imagine, and it really is more fun that way.
Stands and gives an ovation.
I wanted to go in immediately, but she threw herself back against the garage door and said "Fuck me here, right now". I took one last picture, tossed her over my shoulder, and carried her inside up to our bedroom. In the afterglow following our overwhelming time together, we were apprehensive, expecting that knock on the door from a neighbor or law enforcement. Maybe someone saw us, but (so far) no one has shared their secret with us. We see our neighbor's faces during those friendly waves when you pass their house on the way to someplace, and we look for that knowing tell that says "I saw you and I wanted you". We may never know if anyone saw us or not. We can only imagine, and it really is more fun that way.
Thanks for letting us share this experience. Please keep it here in Lexipalooza. That's important to us. We look forward to you telling us what you think about all of it. It's pretty surreal for us
Thanks again
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