I'd not seen Kelly in a few weeks, not since our text exchange. I didn't think she was avoiding me, though she may have been a little embarrassed by the frankness of our exchange. Understandably so, it was very candid. I saw her parents leave their house and decided to visit her. I think she was a little shocked to see me at her front door. She didn't look too well as I asked how she was. "Nothing has changed," she replie...

My phone buzzed…... "I'm beginning to regret having my tits done." "Why Kelly? They're magnificent." "No guy ever looks beyond them, looks at me. I'm just tits on a very short, fat stick." "I looked beyond them Kelly, yes I enjoyed them, but I went beyond* "I know, I know, I enjoyed it too, no one else cares though😔" "You kept up your anal training?" "No, no one cares about my ass, or my panties, or my pussy, or me, just...

It had been a week since Kelly and I had fucked. The memory of it was rarely out of my mind, getting my hands on her tits had been a fantasy of mine for years. Getting to fuck her was something I thought I'd never do. I smiled broadly when I received her text. "I've bought new panties, red lace." I replied by reminding her of our deal. I have to see them, as I'd paid for them. I was expecting a picture back, but no, my ph...

It didn't take long for the texts to appear. Pleading with me not to show the video and offering me my money back. I didn't want my money back, I wanted my money's worth. The texts became ever more desperate, telling me how she could lose her job if that footage was leaked. The stuff she had on me would just be an acute embarrassment, bad, but not life-changing. The video I had, showing her seemingly about to suck a cock,...

I still saw Kelly, albeit infrequently, but thought it best to keep my distance after I had cum in her bra cup. She'd told me she'd filmed me for a while, I hoped she hadn't, but had no way of knowing. I was washing my car when she drove past, dropped her window and called me over. Feeling nervous, I approached her car window. She wasn't smiling. I looked at her, and a hint of cleavage greeted me. I'd seen much more of th...