Voyeur's Delight: Peering Through Her Window

The voyeur's eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of her silhouette through the bedroom window. The rain had begun, a symphony of nature's lust, mirroring his own. She was a dance of shadows, her body moving to the rhythm of the storm. He pressed closer, his breath fogging the glass, as she revealed herself, her body a masterpiece in the soft light. She touched herself, her fingers tracing the lines of her body, making his mouth water. He could almost taste her, his senses heightened by the distance, the rain, the thrill of his secret observation. His hand moved to his cock, stroking it in time with her movements, finding his peak as she did, their shared climax a silent, invisible connection.

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