I don't know his name - Part 1

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I see him outside my window Monday through Friday. He's average height with an average build. His skin is almondy brown and his eyes are so so dreamy.

So dreamy that if you get caught in his stare your pussy will tingle creating a moist little cream pie between your thighs. I don't know him but there's something about his morning workflow that makes me want to ravish him. His job as a local waste worker is a dirty dirty job.

Which led me to believe he loves to keep his body clean. I bet he smells really really good. I've been watching him from the window day after day for about three years now maybe more.

I fantasize what it would be like to watch him rip his work clothes off after a sweaty stinking day on the job. Lusting over his naked well built body as he steps into a hot steamy shower. He begins to lather up his strong and manly chest with perfect suckable man nipples.

I can't stop staring at his almost clean naked wet sudsy body. Massive soap suds trail down his beautiful dick that probably hangs to the left dripping off the tip like pre-cum onto the shower floor. I also fantasize about planting my face into the nape of his neck and inhaling his scent.

I feel by essentially caressing his body with my soft lips and hands. I'm attracted and my fantasies run wild and long with this mystery man that has unknowingly captured my attention but I don't know his name.