Query

A small missive in my e-mail box. I found it while I was away visiting family:

M,

Are you home yet?

D

Mein Docktor is a busy fellow. I haven't seen him in months, many months, although we've chatted occassionally. His schedule is nearly impossible. One near miss resulted in deep kissing and some heavy petting before I was ushered out the door with soaked panties and a deep need for more.

I replied today,

D,

I'm home. When are we fucking?

M

Just now,

M,

Tomorrow. 5:30. Be prepared to be on your knees.

D.

My pussy will be so grateful!