Alex texted me shortly after you left for work and said he had the day off. He wanted to know if I'd like to come to his house for a day of getting bent over. You really need to keep your cell phone charged and turned on! I tried calling you to get your thoughts, but since I couldn't reach you, I made the decision on my own. At least when you watch this video I'm going to email you, you'll know how good my day is going. I'm sitting just down the block from his house now, getting ready to do my makeup. I can't let him see me without my makeup done perfectly, even though it'll all get wiped off by his balls. He does enjoy rubbing his balls all over my face! Just thinking about what he'll be doing to me has my panties soaked. He's just so good -- like he's a master of sex! And you're not. You know, you should spend the rest of the day checking out sex classes. I doubt you'll ever be as good as Alex, but that doesn't really matter. He'll keep me happy, and you'll get to walk arm-in-arm with me. Well, close to your arm, anyway. Oh, I'll bet he has a four-post bed that looks like it's from "50 Shades of Grey." I can just imagine getting tied up, spread-eagle, and... oh, sorry! My mind was wandering. Now, because it's a fairly long drive to his house, and I want to make the most of this trip, I'll probably be here a long time. I don't know when I'll be back home, but you'd best wait up for me. You remember what happened after my last visit, don't you? My pussy was so sore I could barely walk and you had to help me up the stairs! I wouldn't be at all surprised if that happens again.
