You’re such a horny slut, just the way I like it.” I must admit this guy has it pretty accurate. He seems to know of my extra curricular activitie.... A multitude of thoughts runs through my brain. Can he really see me fucking my pussy as I chat on my computer, or when one of my dates calls me? Does he have my phone tapped? Does he know about the phone sex, with my male and female lovers? How hot I get when we describe how we are touching ourselves or what we want to do to each other, until we. Suddenly he grabbed his phone again."You know, that's not the only picture I have of her," he said, leaning over. "Maybe if my grades are bad, I'll have to show you a couple more to bring them up."All of a sudden, Tom felt something unexpected in the air - and a tingle in the pit of his stomach he only got when he let his mind wander to its deepest, darkest corner. He reached for his own phone."Well, if we're comparing notes, here's Joan. I expect you've had a MILF fantasy or two," he. You can get in touch with me at I am a dedicated reader of iss and this is my third attempt at writing a story.It was difficult to find a room in the new city after I moved to Kolkata. I couldn’t afford the good places with my modest income, and the cheap places did not want bachelors staying there. Finally, I found the perfect place. A couple had a house that was a little too big for their requirements, and wanted to put a portion on rent. The landlord, about 40, was also from an it. 5 hours laterIt was another bad day for her as she came back home empty-handed. No job, no boys, no nothing ... She entered her room, dropped her bag on the floor and locked the door.She got in front of her mirror. The same mirror that frightened her so much this morning. Once again, she said to herself, “this is all a very bad dream, no way this is happening, just ignore it and it will go away!”In her mind’s eye, she could see herself removing her shirt to find a masculine chest covered in.