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Ken’s hand was already on his stiff young cock. It was full of blood and practically yelling to be primed. Where was she? He couldn't wait. His hands were working over his prick faster and faster.

Imagining her waiting on his bed, legs spread and wet cunt open for him, he fell on top of his bed and kept working his cock.

"I've been waiting for my big man,” she would say.

She would rip open her shirt and fondle her breasts, those amazing tits that Ken dreamed of sucking on. And her legs would spread wider, calling him in. He would get on top of her and she'd be screaming his name even before he entered her.

He could feel the cum building up. His cock was twitching and ready to explode. His muscles bulged and he stroked faster. One more image entered his mind, April on all fours near her pool and asking for Ken to fuck her like crazy.

The cum shot out and all over his chest. Still jerking, the cum ran over his hands.

That’s when he heard something next door. He jumped up from his bed and looked out the window.

The sound that he had heard was the sound of their screen door closing. Was Mrs. Scott trying to get a peek at him masturbating? Was she spying on him? The thought made his cock hard again. He didn’t know if it was true, but he wished it was.

Ken was horny again.

***

April couldn't believe how absurd this was. She had caught sight of the young 18 year old standing in his window from her room. It had been an innocent mistake. But when she saw his hard, toned body, she couldn’t look away. It had been awhile since she had seen something so hot.

She was horny as hell and dripping wet. She couldn’t believe it when she saw him pull down his pants. Did the boy have no shame? He was practically asking to be watched! It was hard to look away. April tried, but she couldn’t.

It wasn’t long before she was pressed up against the window, watching him work that long, hard shaft.

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