If I had known I was gonna end up in a pool of my own blood in our Home Invasion phone sex scene, I don’t think I would have been up for it.
Maybe because all I thought it was was just a call. That’s it. We just do our scene on the phone and we are happy. And I get off by finger banging myself into that orgasm you were asking for.
But, you took it one step further. Gave me the “Scream” treatment, so to speak. Calling me from outside my house.
Waiting, watching. Closely paying attention to my every move, while I’m oblivious to your movement.
Until you mention what I’m actually wearing. And that I’ve been finger banging my pussy this entire time while looking at a specific porn only you could have seen. Which definitely gets my attention… and fear.
You can smell this too, and you know now is the time to attack. As you enter my home, going straight to me as if you already knew the house, you grab me and throw me on the bed…