The Call

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The CallAfter the first ring you answered the call.  It sounded as though you had been waiting for my call all day.  You are such a good girl.  It has taken awhile but you now know how to keep me happy.  I can hear your breathing on the other end of the line.  Your sultry voice answers with anticipation “Hello!: I reply quickly “Don’t speak, just listen!”  You obey without any fuss.  The line is quiet apart from the static.  Your breathing becomes shallow.  I can hear you take a breath and swallow hard.  I command “Be ready in an hour.  You know what to wear and where to be when I get in.” I hang up the phone not waiting for your reply.  I know your busy getting yourself ready and that makes me smile.  I casually get dressed in my three piece suit, button my cuffs and polish my shoes.  I like to look good for you.  Every fibre of my being is straining in anticipation.  I love this game and we play so well. In the car, I am alone with my own thoughts thinking of seeing you there waiting for me.  I start to swell the closer I get to your house, the fabric is soft and rubs against my silk boxes. I have to adjust myself to let my cock to grow bigger in anticipation of you. I stop in front of your house and take glance in the rear view mirror for one last look.  I adjust my tie before getting out of the car. I brush down my pants bahis firmaları and adjust my vest and tie one last time. I like walking through the door as you stare at my pants.  My bulge mesmerises you every time.  I walk through the rusty old gate, it squeaks a little because of the busted hinge.  Its a sign I’m nearly there.  I don’t bother knocking as I know the door will be open.  I like looking and smelling good.  My fragrance always makes you dizzy every time you get close.  I play on that fact. I adjust my cock for maximum viewing pleasure and walk in.  There you are, standing in the middle of the room in just your panties.  They are a red cotton thong.  I love looking at your arse cheeks as you bend over, its a guilty pleasure to see you so vulnerable but willing.  Your head is down until I walk up to you.  I tell you to lift your head gently and slowly.  You eyes are still averted as you know not to look at me until I’m ready.  You spot my cock and your face gets flushed. Its so close but so far.  My cock pulses with the thought of you looking at it.  I grow harder still. Which excites you even more.  You hands are by your side waiting for the next instruction. I can see the anticipation mixed in with the exhilaration of what may come next. You are so excited and can hardly contain yourself, but you know better perabet güvenilir mi than to break character without my permission.  I tell you to walk over to the window. This window faces the busy street.  There are cars going by oblivious to your sexy naked body.  If only one person stopped and bothered to look to the house they would surely cause an accident.  Im now aching at that very thought.  Your breathing starts to quicken as you get excited thinking about getting caught by the outside world. I tell you to slow take you thong off and spread your legs.  You slowly spread your legs and pull down the thong, it glides down your supply ass and thighs. My cock is throbbing harder as I watch you, I want to take it out now and plunge it deep inside you.  I want you to feel me fill your pussy with my raging cock, gliding in and out of your hot moist pussy.  I want your lips wrapped around my cock feeling every pulsing vain shoot pleasure between your legs.  I need to control myself because I know what pleasure you’ll bring me when I’m ready.I tell you to rub yourself.  You are so aroused right now, standing naked in front of the window. You slide a finger over your clit and shudder.  The thought of pleasing yourself and getting caught is too much.  You feel the start of an orgasm and its hard to tipobet control, your mind is racing and your body wants a release.  I can see your rigid body shake and I tell you to stop.  You don’t move but your fingers are still in your pussy.  You don’t dare move or you know I won’t be happy, and you cant trust yourself letting go.I tell you to start again but slower.  Your back arches and you slide your fingers deeper into your wet hot pussy.  Your lips offer no resistance at all.  Your fingers glide in and out in a slow rhythmic fashion.  You apply more pressure with each stroke.  You start to moan but keep looking straight out the window. The traffic rushes by not seeing the beautiful sight in the window.  Your body glows in the light as the sun shine over your body.  The warmth is intoxicating.  Your breathing is labored as you gasp for air in-between each stroke, your body starts to quiver.  I can tell your getting closer.  I walk up behind you and whisper in your ear “Now!” my soft gentle breath on your body is too much.  You let yourself go,  a wave of ecstasy envelopes your body.  You can’t control yourself anymore.  You lose your composure and lean forward as you cry out in pleasure.  I gab your hips and another wave hits you.  I steady you as you fall into my arms exhausted. I pull you close to me and lead you into the bedroom.  You fall to your knees.  You look up at me with those longing eyes.I nod and you find a new wave of energy, your eyes are no longer looking at  but at my cock that is bulging in your face. You smile and unzip my pants…….AKA Renaissance Artisan

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