Extreme fetish phone sex on Friday the 13th

Extreme fetish phone sex

Extreme fetish phone sex on Friday the 13th has spine-tingling consequences! For three days I am stuck in a time loop. It all starts the moment I send my offspring to school on Friday. Someone is at the door yelling whore as loud as they can in a booming voice. I am terrified that my neighbors will hear this person.

I run to the front door and no one is there. The cool morning and birds are the only thing that greet me. Deciding to go back and play with my new Squirt 7000. This has to be because I am sexually frustrated. I text my husband for permission but no answer.  I take a deep breath and decide to try and get through the day. Seven screaming orgasms later the demon voice is back. Now I hear it from the backyard. 

Tibbles the Void meows as I creep into the kitchen. I decide it is time to face my fear and open the door. Every hair on my body tingles and my pussy wakes up. This time there is blackness as if it is Midnight. seeing my breath and woosh I’m back in time ending up on my Sybian at Midnight. This whore stays on the saddle, feeling the vibrations of the machine. I close my eyes and surrender to the pleasure. I feel my body shudder as I reach the climax over and over. 

Extreme fetish phone sex on Friday the 13th has spine-tingling consequences!

I get off reading Erotic submissive stories Of whores like me trapped in a never-ending sex loop. Perhaps this is why My Friday the 13th is on repeat with me screaming in orgasm every couple of hours right back on My Sybian. The spell did break this morning as My husband entered the house.

Suddenly He is at the door banging hard to be let in. Dehydrated and with a sore pussy I try to explain to no avail. My offspring are very mad at me because they had to fend for themselves this weekend. And My Matser has set up the red room with extra special punishments. My Sunday is spent being beaten because he will never believe me about my time loop trap. Now I am taking bare bottom spanking for something I had no control over.  

 

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