In our apartment complex,we had a black neighbor who used to look in our bedroom window at night. We caught him a few times running back to his apartment.

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In our apartment complex,we had a black neighbor who used to look in our bedroom window at night. We caught him a few times running back to his apartment. It was quite apparent that he was infatuated with watching a hot white girl doing what she does. He was so bold that after my husband went to work, he would watch me getting out of the shower and getting dressed. We really needed better blinds. One morning I was feeling a little h**** and decided to give him a little show before we moved out. I could see him at the window and I even raised the blinds a bit. I layed on the bed and got out my v*******. I pinched my n****** as I fucked my wet p****. Was so turned on,I had multiple orgasms. I got up and went to the back door. I could see he was still there. I stepped out the door,totally naked and let him see me. He didn’t know what to do. I motioned with my finger and he quickly came over. I asked him if he would like to f*** me. I thought he was going to have a heart attack. Hell yeah. We went inside and he removed his clothes. He had a throbbing hard on . I sucked his large c*** ,until he was ready to explode. I layed back and he slowly inserted his stiff c*** into my soaking wet hole. He gave me unbelievable s** for an hour. I told him it was the biggest c*** I ever had. He filled me with c** then got dressed. I told him he got what he wanted so stop peeping in our windows. He agreed and apologized. I said next time just ask, I love that big d***. A week later we moved.

New Confession

it feels like ill never get to be the man i dream of being because no matter what im still stuck in this miserable body. everyone around me gets to find the help they need and im stuck here staring at how disgustingly feminine my body is. ill never get to be my dads son, my mums precious boy im a f****** girl and im stuck being one forever in this f****** awful body because god couldnt just make me a boy. i have horrible thoughts and urges just to fix this pain or do something to distract myself but im too much of a p****.

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