He gave me his number and I called. All we ever talked about on the phone is how we cant wait to see each other in person and how he wanted to wear s...me slutty shit for me and wanted me to just fuck him, and all I said to him was how I cant wait to fuck him and one day we can move in together and just fuck all the time. We got very strong feeling for each other and started using the word LOVE. All this within a week. We had been chatting a couple months, and one day I decided to go drive and. “The things I’m going to do to you, whore. Four years of constant torture that you have done to me has been insane. Normally, I don’t pursue women this long, if they don’t show interest I let them go about their lives, but you,” he quickly increased the pressure on his hand that he was using on me, his fingers flying harder and deeper in me than before. I quickly came as he worked me over and as my back arched and I moaned loud, he picked up speed with his fingers, sending me deeper into my. I wondered what sexy panties she had on this morning. Was her tight little snatch freshly shaven and pressed against her crotch? Fuck, I wanted to smell her so bad.“Morning, Mr. Carson,” the chorus of my daughter's school friends rang out. The aroma of freshly baked breakfast treats and freshly used pineapple shower gel wafted through the air. “Good morning girls,” I smiled back, almost pressing my dick into the kitchen cabinet. There was no chance I was going to show myself up by pitching a. I finished my breakfast and dabbed my mouth with a napkin.“Don’t you have a workout class this morning? I asked her.She shrugged her shoulders. “Ingrid would probably like me naked too. She is always looking at me like she wants to eat me alive.”“Don’t you have a tutor coming this afternoon? I continued.She laughed. “Now that would probably give old Mr. Benson a heart attack” She was delighted with the thought.“Listen” I said” Let’s just keep your normal routine for right now.”“You don’t like.