The Ass-assin
As soon as the door shut, you couldn't help but 'take care of your problem' as she mentioned. You laid back on the bed, opening your phone and swiping through the amazing pictures as you began to stroke furiously.
Everything about her... the stare... her smell... her look. What if you didn't finish? Maybe tomorrow would be that much better. It felt so good though. So close...
*ring ring*.... *ring ring*...
Perfect timing...
"Hey mom... Why am I breathing heavy? I was just... working out. You know. Gotta take care of myself.... I do too work out!... Did you want something?.... Ok.... Ok I love you too."
Seconds after hanging up the phone, a knock at the door. Looks like you'd be waiting after all.
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