"Please" I gasped, my body shaking, my juices flowing - "Come inside me Mr. Jackson!"
I first saw him, staring through my window as I stood naked in my bedroom - playing with myself.
He was new to the neighborhood and had just moved into the house across the street from us - and here I was, on his first night, welcoming him to the village by putting on a show for him.
He wasn't innocent, though. I could see that he was naked too, stroking himself... I knew then that I wanted him, I wanted to taste him, to touch him, to feel him inside me...