One day I was caught by my neighbor while masturbating. He saw how much I was enjoying myself then told me to call her, which I did. He never told me her first name or anything in person other than her name. We would have sex every Thursday, and she had never told me that my name was MILFYCALLA. It always struck me that this is how someone might treat someone they were in love with. He was probably married or something, and he wouldn t know my name unless I called him.
He was a little over three inches taller than me and very athletic looking. He had long blonde hair that went down to the middle of his back, and he was also wearing a nice, tight, black shirt. He had a nice, toned package underneath which I would find odd if you didn t know the guy his size. It was kind of hard for me to make out how big he was because he was sitting on a stool.
