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"I'm your pimp, I'm your pope, I'm your paster baby
Confess your sins to me while you mastürbate"

The song played through my headphones as my eyes stayed glued on the sight through my window. My legs quivered at the sight and my mouth went dry. As the song continued, so did my neighbor's brutal assault on the woman's backside; right on his bed through my window. The most erotic thing about it was that he gazed at me as he did it.