I'm Horny, Wanna Cum Over and Fuck?

Last night around eleven o'clock, I was overcome with a tingle in my clit.  I told Lisa that I was horny (as though she cares or can assist me).  I told her that I wanted to see Eric.

She supported my demand and urged that I call him.

So I dialed his number, waited, waited some more, and was greeted by the delightful sound of his country twang  featured on his voicemail.

I was pissed.  Absolutely livid.

Why wasn’t dude answering my call?!?

To cover up the fact that I felt rejected and might care (oops), I told Lisa that I forgot he might be fucking his other bitch and has his phone on silent.

I went to bed tingling.  Well, not actually went to bed, more like got into the bed tingling.  My handy bullet and K-Y (for a realistic effect) took a slight edge off the tingling sensation and allowed me to sleep comfortably as though Eric and his beautiful, thick, long dick were pressed against my ass.

He explained that he did have his phone on silent but wasn’t fucking the other bitch, because well quite frankly, I’m the only bitch on his team and he went to sleep early.

My unanswered call made me think and reconsider my current plan.

I’ve only drafted one person and am in the process of scouting another, but I need more than a team of qualified players. 

I need a team of on call specialists that will reply instantaneously to my most random page for sex, rush to my house, fuck me and leave without trying to raid my pantry for snacks and Capri Sun.