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. Tonight, they opted for a quiet evening at home, a time of restoration before plunging into the busy week ahead. Sunday evenings were the perfect time for a little relaxation.

                 

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Matt: What’s your favorite position?

Matt: I thought about you last night.

Matt: I thought about how awesome it would be to do you from behind.

Matt: I know I can’t have sex with you, and I probably shouldn’t keep thinking about how much I want to have sex with you, but your sexy photos keep drifting back into my thoughts.

Matt: You have the perfect breasts, and your hips have that beautiful curve, makes me hard right now just thinking about them. I can just imagine grabbing onto your hips and thrusting myself inside of you. If you feel half as awesome as you look, you would make me cum so hard. You would let me cum inside of you, wouldn’t you?

Matt: God you’re hot. I want to hear what it’s like to have sex with you.

Matt: What’s the wildest thing you’ve ever done? The best sex you’ve ever had? Would you tell me about it?

Isabella slammed her laptop closed, cheeks flushed, breathing heavily. Her eyes darted around the room scanning for any sign of her children. She had just gotten home from work and was simply planning to open her online radio account to play some music while getting dinner started. But her curiosity caused her to check her e-mail first, real quickly, just to see if there were any new messages.

Dinner can wait. She grabbed her cell phone and searched for any new texts from her daughters.

Gwen: Have to work 6-10 tonight Mom. Gonna drive Robert home after. See you tomorrow.

Jade: Hanging out with Katie and Elliot. I’ll be home by midnight.

A Monday evening to herself was usually met with a bubble bath and a good book to ease the first day of the week work stress. But tonight she envisioned a more pleasurable way to spend her time naked. Dinner could definitely wait.

She carried her laptop back to her bedroom, closed the door, and blocked it shut with her end table. The girls were supposedly elsewhere, but she needed guaranteed privacy before she could let her guard down.

Izzy: I like missionary style the best. I know it sounds lame and un- adventurous, but I like to feel the weight of a man’s body pressing on top of mine. And I like to be able to tilt my pelvis and contract my abdomen as he penetrates deeper inside of me.

Izzy: I thought about you last night too. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I was horribly distracted at work all day today, wanting to be able to meet you and see you in person. When are you going to be up here again? Three weeks? I don’t know if I can wait that long.

Izzy: Of course I would let you cum inside of me, in my pussy or in my mouth. I want to know what you taste like. I want to suck on your cock until you explode with pleasure.

Izzy: You make me feel so good. You make me want to touch myself all over and rub my clit until I orgasm. I want to feel you inside of me. I want to feel you inside of me and on top of me, and penetrating me from behind and from the side and from any other position you can think of to fuck me from. You turn me on so hot and so fast, it’s unreal.