Max Betancur was in his bedroom, minding his own business when he heard a knock on the door. He recognized the voice of his neighbor, Sarah, asking if she could come in. Max was taken aback but decided to oblige out of curiosity.
As soon as Sarah stepped inside, she began undressing, revealing her luscious curves and soft skin. Her breathing was heavy, and she couldn't hide her arousal. Max was caught off guard but found himself aroused too. Sarah marched up to Max and pressed her body against him, her hard nipples poking at his chest. With her left hand, she reached down and began fingering herself, her moans echoing in the room.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered in his ear, her breath hot against his neck. "I know you've been watching me from your window, haven' ation. I want you to touch me. I want to feel your hands on my body."
