Even though it is getting late and she knows her husband may still be waiting for her in their bed, she cannot leave until she sees if this stranger replies. The worry of what he might do if she upsets him keeps her alert, and as soon as a reply comes through she opens it immediately.
"Dear Annie,
Thank you for that picture, I am much happier to see you have understood my needs. It is a start, but only a start and soon i will expect something more. may i suggest before tomorrow night you do a similar picture, but do put on some more interesting underwear, not something that our mothers would wear. after all my dear girl, beneath those drab clothes of yours i feel there is a lovely body, and maybe you should show it more. or doesnt your husband let you?
For now i am satisfied, and i shall allow you to go to bed. Prehaps your husband would be interested in recieving some of the rather naughty acts you dreamt of in one of your diary entries, i believe it was something about swallowing a young stud until you gagged? does that ring a bell with you dear Annie? why dont you sleep and think of what you could do for me tomorrow to satisfy my needs, my needs tomorrow will be so much greater than they were tonight.”
Even with the torment of not knowing who it is with her diary or what could happen if she failed to do as he says, she still allows herself a small smile as she recalls what she had written in her diary about her fantasy of giving a young lad a long sloppy blow job, something she knows she would never do in her normal and very conservative life, but in the fantasy of the online realm, she has dreamt of it on more than one occasion.
And as she pictures it in her mind, her on her knees, some young stud’s hard cock fucking in and out of her mouth, she is shocked to realise she feels aroused, and the boring knickers she has on are slightly wet from that arousal.
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