THE WINDOW-CLEANER
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THE WINDOW-CLEANER
My window-cleaner came one day
when I was partly dressed.
He didn’t seem to mind it much
for I was in my best
and prettiest satin slip, the kind
I saw he liked to touch –
and not just with his hands, I thought,
his cock swelled up so much.
It turned me on to see his dick
so big and hard as rock.
“Why don’t you start upstairs,” I said.
“while I put on my frock?”
Upstairs my dress lay on the bed.
But I just left it there.
Instead I donned my sheerest hose
and ruffled up my hair.
I heard him shift his ladder to
the spot just where I was,
and when his head appeared in view
I spread my legs because
I wanted him to see me stick
my fingers in my hole.
And when I did his eyes went wide;
his cock rose like a pole.
I made a sign to make him wank
and jerk his cock for me.
He pulled it out and, oh my god,
it made me want to pee!
He rubbed it on the glass and left
a smear of precum there.
The shivers running up my spine
left prickles in my hair.
With fingers in my cunt I rose
and crossed to where he stood
and rubbed my tits against the glass
as horny women would.
My nipples were as hard as nuts
just where his cock stuck out.
I pulled my slip down off my breasts
as he began to spout
his spunk all down the window pane.
It made my tits go tight.
“Oh fuck!” I thought, “I’m going to come!
It’s such a gorgeous sight!”
And so I did while he began
to wash away his goo.
I shall not tell what I did then
(what any slut would do!)
JULIA
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