All she had to do was look my way and there I was, cock in hand at the window. I carried on, not sure where to look. Was the cleaner getting an eyeful...? Would my neighbour look my way? I was getting close to cumming and wasn't sure what to do when my neighbour looked my way. My heart skipped a beat. She had to have seen me, but she turned away and was suddenly out of sight. Would she come back? Should I carry on? Had she seen me? My cock seemed enormous in my hand. Thicker and hornier than ever. Right hand holding her pussy open, while his left etched its way to the bottom rim of her hole, stroking it side to side… waiting… Waiting for that feeling of her tight pussy to suck it in. Lena rolled her head back with both pure torture and absolute pleasure. How long has she been wanting this? May not that long, but still, this was more of a need than a want. She could feel his tongue slipping in, and out, and around, jabbing, prodding, poking, sucking… till he just took one big lick right. You have seen mine," he chuckled. He had a tattoo on his back of the German eagle carrying a circle on its talon and within the circle was is swastika."Are you afraid that you are going to get a Nazi tattoo," he chuckled as he knew that she hated his White Supremacist and Neo Nazi Aryan stuff. She nodded. "I am going to get you another tattoo. Now come and don't waste anymore time," he commanded her. They got out of her car and once outside the car, he told her,"And remember not to call me. He had to be 6’, 240 lbs, and completely solid. When he was there he was always the biggest guy and you could feel the sense that he knew he “owned the gym”. If he wanted a piece of equipment and you were using it, you moved. When I would catch him looking I’d always think he wanted what I was working on, so I’d ask but he never wanted it.One day when I was doing squats he kept looking at me but never wanted the rack I was using. I just kept doing my routine and noticed that he kept.