Man Thirsty (BWWM) 18+

Prologue

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My room door is locked and keyed.

I stroll to the windows, looking down at the street below. It's lonely. Most folks will obviously be at work or in school. Our neighbors little sons are playing football in the street in their torn, dirty school uniforms. They have obviously been chased from school for incomplete school fees again.

I sighed.

My younger sister Lana was on a school excursion. My brothers will be working at the boxing center. My mother is at our store in the market. I'm supposed to be in church for one hour before going to school (I was excused by the headmaster who's a good catholic fellow) but Bola is covering for me. Again. She doesn't know the details but she understands how much I needed this. To be away from everyone.

This is the only time I had to myself.

Wednesdays. 9:30 prompt.

My fans knew I never missed a single Wednesday.

Not wanting to waste more precious time, I bring down the thick curtains, blocking out the morning sun rays.

My bedroom is now dark, light only coming from the second hand iPhone 6s my father bought me on my 18th birthday. The camera is situated on the tripod in such a way that when I lie on my queen size bed, it shows every part of my body.

I put the red lights on and slowly undress from my nun costume, my rosary carefully place on the table beside my bible before I fetched and put on my leather lingerie.

I powdered my face wore a deep red lipstick, mascara and smoky eye shadows.

My box of s3x toys were already on the bed.

I slipped on my stilettos, already feeling wet between my legs. I fetched my masquerade mask and covered my face, wearing a fake blond wig.

I sensually crept on the bed and faced the camera.

Then I imagined him watching me.

My Sliver Fox.

In my mind's eye, Mr Fox is slouched naked in his chaise lounge. His legs are spread wide while his thick long c*ck is erect and lubricated. His big hand languidly rubs the angry red head of his d!ck and his hooded blue eyes watches me predatorily as I kneel before him and tease myself.

I bit my lips, stifling a moan as I squeeze my tits, my other free hand reaching to turn on the live cam.

"Miss me, Mr Fox?" I whispered sensually into the camera.

The messages from fans began popping in as I smiled at the camera, my fingers slipping into my thong.