Some years ago I had a neighbour on the opposite side of the street where I lived. He was a writer and got periodically new girls who applied for a job as a secretary. I think this was his way to try to convince them having sex with him. Twice I could watch him riding them rather intensively. Because he did it with open window it was almost impossible not to see it...

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