The tenant 's window .

I was 15 years old and I lived with my grandmother, she also had a rental house and the window of my room looked out to the kitchen window of the other house, at this time I was rented to a man, I had never noticed much of him but he was more or less like this: tall, white, blue eyes, hairy and bearded. I spent the day at home in my room, it was very stuffy and I always left the window open and as my grandmother did not stay at home much during the day I always stayed alone in my underwear or naked and forgot about the window, but after a time of forgetfulness, I began to notice that when I passed he always had my eye on the side sometimes. I was at home masturbating, until the doorbell rang, I went to answer in boxers even because it had taken too long to answer, I arrived and it was the tenant, it was until a scare, he saw that I was on a hard stick which was quite evident, I said that my grandmother was not and he asked if she was going to be late and I replied that yes and he went away, I returned the handkerchief, I took a little time just to see if he was going to be at the window, and yes he was. After a while the doorbell rang again, but this time of shirt and boxer, it was him again, I wanted some sugar, he grabbed it and slammed the door and came from behind me and passed my hand on my ass, I looked at him with pleasure and I looked at him with the face "WHYES CARA", but now I was with the little girl. I pulled the door and he left the sugar and I cried, I took the handkerchief, I took a little time just to see if he was going to be at the window, and yes he was. After a while the doorbell rang again, but this time the shirt and boxer, it was him again, he tried to stop me by forcefully, but I went back to my hand, and he pulled the door and he threwrote it up my hand, and said, and I almost didn't react, and when I went back to my hand, but it was too late, and when I went back to my hand, but I almost got stuck my hand in my pants, and he tried to my pants, but he was a little bit more than my pants, and he was very tired, and he pulled my pants, and he was very tired, but he was waiting for an hour. He stopped because he saw that I had become soft and began to caress me, saying that he always saw me through the window and would like to fuck me, that I was pretty, and other whores. Suddenly he started to put well slowly, and I was crying because it still hurt a lot, suddenly he accelerated and stopped moaning, I felt him laughing inside me, he pulled and I didn't move from pain, he stood by my side and saw that I had blood, he took me in his arms to the bathroom and washed me and I couldn't even stand up straight. He finished washing me he took me to the coma and said, "I'll call you at the window", he left. My grandmother hadn't arrived yet and I went there again and in bed with pain, he stood by my grandmother's side and he jumped to the window.