Sissy Slut Reunion

Rob had moved back to town and called me. He had just moved into his new place and he wanted me to come by and talk. I knew what he really wanted from the tone of his voice, because I wanted it too. He said he had been thinking and dreamed about me the whole time he was away. My spirits lifted and I was anxious as hell and instantly horny, remembering how hot our loving had been. He and I had been together off and on, before he decided to call it quits, and left town six months earlier. He swore that he was moving on, and of course I refuse to believe him.
I was surprised when he made good on his words and actually stopped meeting me for our torrid love sessions. Now it seemed that he had reneged on his decision, and he was back, no doubt ready to renew more of our sexual encounters. I sensed that this would happen because we both had mutual hungry horny needs and Rob always proclaim that I was a real hot piece of ass. That’s what always brought my lovers back to me. Rob said that I could bring out the super horny beast in any man. I love it when he’s that super horny beast because that makes me a super slut. I need a beast and he needs a slut. Now he finally realized that he needed me as much as I needed him. We clicked so well together, and I’m sure we will always click now that he was back and wanting me. It was nice to be wanted.
I anxiously went to meet him, thinking the whole time about the ways we could do it. I arrived at his apartment and he opened the door and let me inside after a brief greeting and quick hard kiss. “Glad you could make it.” He stood watching me as I walk past him, bouncing my ass, swaying my hips and strutting flirtatiously. I was giving him a show in my high heel shoes, and form fitting black dress that barely reached my knees. I had taken time to apply my makeup flawlessly and I wasn’t wearing panties. I walk towards him. He wore a smile and playfully held his crotch while gazing into my eyes. “Girl you do something to me. Damn, you look hot.”