As she lathered her bosom with soap, her
Next-door neighbour peeked, in the hope her
Daydreams were of him,
Though the odds did seem slim
That he’d ever be able to grope her.
Tag: peeping tom
Nanny, I can’t sleep
Late at night, down the hallway he’d creep,
And he’d crouch at her keyhole and peep,
While his nanny undressed,
For a glimpse of a breast,
Little prick stiff, too horny to sleep.
A different complexion
By the lamplight, he sees, as he peeks,
Her full lips and her plump, rosy cheeks,
Her long, curly, dark hair;
He continues to stare:
It’s a glimpse of her face that he seeks!
Red-handed
While he peeked through the keyhole in awe,
She undressed. Then she opened the door!
As he knelt there, wide eyed,
She said “Come on inside,
And I’ll show you what that thing is for.”
Peek performance
Through a hole in the wall, as I peek
At her glistening, rounded physique,
As she utters a moan,
And climaxes alone,
I, too, come in my hand and grow weak.