Thread: [Non Fiction Stories - Voyeur] Upskirt stories
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Old 12-16-2008, 04:10 PM
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Growing up we lived in an old house with a large front porch. It was made from rough cut wood and had gaps between the boards. I used to go under the porch and look up dresses and skirts of relatives and neighbors that came to visit. On Sunday there was always someone there. My mother would ask me why my clothes were so dirty. It was a good show.
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