“Quick, quick. Hurry up,” she moaned into the phone, “stop what you’re doing and get over here. I need to cum.” There was a particular kind of desperation in her voice. She seemed needier than usual. What could have brought that on? He started to think about it before realizing he was wasting precious time. He jumped into the car and headed her way. This would be an expensive exercise considering how many speed limits he broke and the number of red lights he shot through. “You can’t leave a horny woman waiting for too long,” he grinned to himself.

The thought of being all over her in a few minutes made him hard. He couldn’t help but rub his hardening cock through his jeans while waiting to overtake a bus. Did that lady looking out of the window just see him do that? The damn traffic seemed to get worse and so did his horniness level. He could tell without checking that his precum was already dripping. He pulled off his shoes and socks waiting at a set of traffic lights. The less time to take off clothes once he got there the better. Oh, she would get it good and proper for making him go through this rush.

He was almost there. Just one more corner and he would park the car. His cock was busting against his jeans as he walked toward the front door. He pulled off his shirt while pushing his key into the lock. No time for clothes. “Upstairs,” he heard as he closed the door behind him. Up the staircase he sprinted unbuttoning his jeans. He pulled them off and kicked them to the side just as he reached the bedroom door.

There she was laying in all her naked, horny glory. Her legs spread, wetness leaking down onto the sheets. Her tongue slid over her upper lip as she opened her thighs wider, a mischievous smile forming on her face. “Oh, you’re gonna get it now,” he said as he jumped between her legs face first.

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