Meet with Cindy

Spencer woke up in the afternoon, having spent the night dreaming of Cindy. His cock pulsated to his perverted thoughts, making him wish she was lying in bed with him. Despite his mind being filled with filthy musings, he still came up with ways to shorten his morning routine. From taking a short shower to eating leftovers for breakfast-turned-lunch Spencer found himself heading for his phone in no time.

"Hey stud." She answered.

Spencer perked up upon hearing Cindy's complement. "So I've been promoted to stud now?"

"For sure. Especially after last night."

"Well, this stud is free all weekend."

"Heh, I don't think I'll be able to walk straight."

Spencer chuckled for a second. "So, shall I come over?"

"Of course Spencer. You have my address?"

"Not yet."

"152 Sunday Street."

"On my way right now."

Spencer hung up and sprinted to his Mercedes. The only two things that could stop him was being pulled over by the cops or crashing his SUV, but those possibilities were far from his mind. All he needed was to be spending time with his new nymphomaniac. Despite his lead foot, Spencer managed to make it to Cindy's house without incident. The only thing left to do was knock on the door and find out what Cindy had in store for him.