Spread my text editor wide so they can all have a taste of Violet’s pungent mind. You may own my inbox, but I’ll dominate your message with my sup...rior subtext – show you I can take it hard and deep, let you fuck my ribbed archives until I can't breathe. Sweet nothings will turn into muffled gargles as tears and mascara run down your motherfucking metaphor, all over the grimy outlines of my depraved drafts.As for my stinky outbox, you’ll have to pin my slimy face on the ground while you jam. Bob pulled the sides of the robe together then tied the white satin sash in abow to hold it shut. He playfully thrust his chest out towards Linda to lether see his now stiff nipples through the sheer fabric of the robe."Do I look slutty enough for you?" Bob teased. "Let's get going buddy, I'vegot other clients to service tonight you know!"Linda pulled Bob close and kissed him hard on the lips."You're mine tonight lady!" She laughed. "You're other customers will justhave to find another. "But she sounded so sincere." I brushed those thoughts aside and finished out the day. As soon as the final bell rang, I rushed out the back door to find Chandler waiting in her luxury car. I climbed inside and she sped off, exiting the parking lot. She hadn't said a word since our conversation earlier that day and we continued the ride in silence. After a short drive we arrived at her house, as I had assumed we would. The garage was empty so I guessed her parents were away. I followed her. She was married but had no kids.Her husband was a government servant at high post and used to come pretty late in home.The first day I went her to house.I knocked the door and as soon as she opened the door I was shocked to see her.She always used to wear a saree but that day she was on her t shirt and shorts.Her thighs were making me crazy. But I controlled myself .She took me to her study room and asked me to open my text book.We were sitting on the bed itself. She started teaching meanwhile.