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Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
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I couldn’t help but feel annoyed and slightly angry after this morning. All I wanted was to relieve my frustrations before I had a long hard day at work. What better way to do that then fucking my wife while she’s half asleep, getting my fix and making her feel like she’s having a sex dream. But all she did was moan with displeasure and tell me no as I pushed my morning glory into her back while my hand found its way between her thighs. I had given up trying when I knew she wasn’t budging and got ready for work.As I sat down for smoko my phone sounded. Probably a message with a list of things I need to grab from the shops on my way home. I looked at the lock screen notification and I was right, it’s from my wife. But what I read wasn’t a list; I don’t really know what it was.“There are a few things I need you to do when you come home. Please read carefully. I will guide you step by step. You are to remain sil…” My heart started to race; what is this? ”There are a few things I need you to do when you come home. Please read carefully. I will guide you step by step. You are to remain silent. The occasional moan is allowed. When you have completed what’s in each message, you are to text Ankara escort me saying ‘done’. I will send you the next set of instructions. You are welcome to refer back to them but it would be better to memorise each message as best as you can.” What’s going on? She’s never sent anything like this before.“Hey, what’s up with that message, I’m kind of confused.” My phone sounded again and there was another strange message.“Park up at home like usual. Grab your work gear and lock up the car. Unlock the house as you normally would and put your things away. Don’t call out. Remove your shoes and pants, leaving only your boxers on. Turn your phone to loud. Walk to the bedroom. There you will find me waiting. Do not speak. Do not touch me. Walk through to the bathroom where you will find a condom on the vanity. Put it on. Your boxers are to remain on. Remember, do not speak. Do not touch me.” My stomach started to knot. Not the kind where you’re nervous or worried but the kind where you can’t help but let your mind wander and your stomach follows. What is she planning? I couldn’t help but feel excited and the growth in my pants showed exactly that. As Ankara escort bayan my blood started to heat I started to throb against my jeans. Pushing tighter and tighter and with nowhere to go, I begun to bulge. I had to get this under control. I couldn’t let the boys at work see this; I would never hear the end of it. A few deep breaths and thoughts of completely irrelevant stuff and I was contained. But I just couldn’t help thinking about her there waiting. Waiting how? Waiting for what?That message had me distracted for the rest of the day, and when that final buzzer sounded I packed up my stuff faster than ever before and raced to the car. That was the slowest day in history.I parked up at home and read back over that mysterious message. Memorising what I was to do I walked inside and followed my instructions. Lock up, put away, pants, loud, room. OH MY HOLY SHIT! There she was. Waiting. Waiting on the end of the bed on all fours fucking naked. I just stared. Heart pounding out of my chest, the button on my boxers straining to hold me in and gobsmacked at the moment I just walked into.All thoughts and steps completely wiped from my mind. Escort Ankara Think. What was the next step? Oh god that, just fuck! Okay, okay. The bathroom, go to the bathroom. Don’t touch, shit I just want a little bit. Nope keep walking, just keep walking. That’s right, condom on the vanity. I slid my boxers down and caught on the top of my cock, springing it back up. I moaned a little. I put it on, fighting every part of myself to just leave it off and continue on raw. I pulled my boxers back up, and sent the message before I knew I would lose the ability to do anything when I saw her again.I stood in the doorway and kept my head down. Her phone sounded and I looked up. I was right. HOLY! FUCK! ME! Still on all fours and her beautiful ass on full view just taunting me. She was so beyond ready. There was our black silicone vibrating anal beads sticking out just that little bit of her plump asshole and her favourite dildo sitting nicely in her sweet pussy. Both moving ever so slightly as she tried to control her breathing. My phone sounded.“This part is very important. Come back to the bedroom and stand at the end of the bed. Run your fingertips lightly over my skin starting from the outside of my ankles making your way to the inner of my thighs and up my wet pussy. Push the button. Move up a little bit more and push the next button. Slap my arse, once. You may step back and take a photo at this point if you wish; make it a good one. Do not speak. Do not touch me.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
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