“I pray the Lord my soul to take.” These eyes were outside Jenny’s bedroom window, and they belonged to Jarrod, a 36-year-old CPA who lived down...the block. When he was in his 20s, Jarrod discovered the joys of sneaking through the neighborhood, peeping through windows. He often watched his neighbors as they changed clothes, showered, or had sex. Jenny was one of his favorite viewing subjects; he had watched her several times before over the course of about a year. He wanted to do more than. Ab room me halki halki roshni thi. Jisme dikhai to sab kuch de raha tha. Mai thodi der tak waise hi murti ke jaise khadi rahi. Mera dil bol raha tha ki reshma nikal ja room se but dimag kah raha tha kya lund hai iska ek baar maze lene me kya jata hai. Thodi der waha waise hi khadi khadi sochti rahi fir mere dimag ne mere dil ko hara diya. Mujhper uske lund ka hawas haawi ho gaya.Maine ek hi jhatke me nity kholi or sidha or bahut hi tezi se stool per uski god me ja baithi. Bina kuch waqt gawae. His breasts, to be exact. Something was definitely awry. Hehadn't really noticed them last night, as they were just anodd part of the costume. But this morning they felt all tooreal. He was very confused. His head hurt far too much todeal with this.As he stumbled to the bathroom, he felt the weight, and feltthem oddly bouncing as he walked. He sat down, and noticed anodd feeling as he finished his business. Last night he couldfeel his penis pressed up between his legs. This morning. I got to work watching porn and my descriptions. It was torturous because my cock wanted to become erect but it was forced to stay in its flaccid state. Then I had to relive the torture while I wrote a detailed description of what I watched. This process usually took longer than the 20 minutes of porn because I am not a very good writer and I wanted to make sure I appeased Mistress Millie. I was always worried she wouldn't be happy with what I wrote and she would make we redo it. Thankfully she.