Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)

[Steel]

"You think... I'm just... s-sitting here staring at... at that? It's not even... I mean, it's big, okay, but... ugh, stop it!" she sent via ShyVelvet.

Her face burned exposing her stammer. Ishaan played it, laughing loud and triumphant.

"Oh, lady, you're cracking me up. Give up already, you can't even talk straight." He sent.

Madhuri's stomach twisted, his mocking sinking in and gave up. "Fine, you win, stalker. Happy now? That... thing you sent, it's messing with me, and I'm slowly falling for you," she sent via ShyVelvet, flirting back, walls down.

Ishaan smirked. "You're all flirty now, love that. What's next?" he sent, teasing but hungry.

She laughed nervously, biting her lip. "Next? You tell me, stalker, I'm here," she sent, then snapped, hand diving between her legs, pussy spread, a finger inside.

"This next enough?" she sent via her alt, moaning low, wild side unleashed.

He growled and typed, "Enough? Fuck, you're a g0ddess, keep going, I'm watching." 

Madhuri's life now split in two, a dizzying game of secrets. Days passed, by day, she was Madhuri, the quiet wife, who blocked his account from her main. 

But by night, She took the mask of ShyVelvet, and her old phone acted like a portal to a stranger’s world, where she was anonymous, bold, broken open, sending and receiving nudes and flirting with a reckless edge.