Go home

Sarah was horny now. Thinking about Michael laying at home waiting for her made her even more excited. Sending the last message to Michael, she said goodbye to her friends and got into a taxi home.

Michael had been lying on the bed tied up for hours staring at the phone, waiting for massages. The scarfs were not that tight. If he wanted, he could get free. But he didn't want to break the fantasy. Ever so often would a massage from Sarah pop up on the phone. She would write about how many good-looking guys there were and how their dicks felt pressing against her. His cock had been erect the whole imagining her being fondled by another man. His penis was dripping precum at that thought.

Sarah opened the front door and slipped in. She took off her coat and bounded for the bedroom. She opened the door and saw Michael lying where she left him.

"Hello, loser," she said, getting on the bed and climbing on top of him.

"Have you enjoyed laying there and waiting for me? While I have been having fun with my friends? The studs hitting on me?"

She could see there was a lot of precum.

"Well, your dick seems to have enjoyed it. How about I fix that?"

Michael nodded his head. She crawled onto the bed and grabs his cock.