Damn. Fanguella couldn't listen to that bloody message of his until Mrs. York was gone. Mrs. York was a regular and was very concerned about two of her grandchildren in particular this time. Timothy, who was eight has tonsillitis and might have to get his tonsils removed, and this concerned her because she knew how understaffed the hospitals were nowadays and that the doctors were probably stressed out. The other one, Jessica was fourteen, and the family was scared that she might be taking drugs. She booked for a full hour, and even went over time because she needed to talk about it, as she was quite distraught. Fanguella dropped both of their empty teacups into the sink and barely stopped herself from running for the phone. She made herself wash the cups first, place them in the drainer, before she allowed herself to walk through the kitchen, and into her living room to pick up the phone and dial into her messages.
"It's me. You left me a very interesting message. I want you, and I want to do all that to you and more. When we fuck, I don't want you to stop talking in that sexy voice of yours. It really turns me on. Then, I want you to turn me over, and peg me. Yes, I want to feel you fucking me with a strap on, and I want to feel your tits bouncing and pressing up against my back while you fuck me with a double sided dildo. I want to hear all those sexy sounds you'll be making breathed hotly into my ear. Next time, it won't be through a phone that I will be hearing them." Fanguella stared at the phone, shocked. Peg him? She’d never even heard of that before now, and this was supposed to be her specialty?!! Yet, the more she thought about it, the more intrigued she became. She would be able to see what it was like from the other side, from the man's side. She'd be fucked by a dildo as well, but with the man with his back to her. She'd be plowing into a man for a change. And she knew that there was a certain spot, right up the ass that if she could reach it by fucking him with a dildo, she would drive him mad. But damn, it wasn't exactly her specialty! Maybe… it ought to become her specialty, she thought smiling to herself. Putting the phone she was holding back onto its cradle. Pegging. She was becoming more and more intrigued by the idea.