‘I like to watch’ you said. I can still remember the day you said it. It was sunny and we were having coffee in the nondescript cafe by the park. You told me you liked to watch in that low, sexy undertone you only use in bed when the lust is strong in you. Your eyes shone as your confessed your desire.

Oh yes, it turned me on. I couldn’t wait to help you out.

And so you watched as I lay back on the black sheets, spread my legs and began to masturbate…

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