Honey, I'm Home
Listen in as I stroke my cock while fantasizing about you initiating sex with me as I come home from a long day at work.
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Meeting My Master
Though I've never met you in person, and we've been chatting and calling for only a short time, you've become a close friend, an adored lover, and my Master. Since we live across the country from each other, three time zones apart, I thought I'd never get to actually meet you. And, more importantly, as a married woman almost twice your age - my oldest being 25, just two years younger than you - I felt I didn't deserve you, my sweet boy. But you called me your MILF, and through your care I came to believe I deserved the intimacy lacking in my marriage, the intimacy which you have given me, your slave, your slut, so freely. And somehow things fell into place, and soon my dream of meeting you will come true. My anticipation increases as the plane lands and taxis to the flight terminal. When I find myself on the walkway disembarking from the plane, my heart jumps into my throat. My hands shake, and I can barely swallow or breathe. As I step around the corner and the l
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