“Hi,” a woman said. “Is this Lamont?” “Yeah. Who is this?” “My name is Tracy, and…and…I feel silly, but Kelly Stanfield gave me yo...r number.” Lamont smiled and recalled his encounter with Kelly Stanfield. Kelly was a teacher who lived on the other side of town. Lamont met her at a grocery story and one thing led to another. The woman noticed his bulge and before he knew it, he was over to her house and using his endowment to reach places her boyfriend could only dream of. “Oh, okay,” Lamont. I walk into your room in nothing but a bra and panties. I smile as I walk to the middle of your bed, you lay there in nothing but a shirt and boxers. Your cock sticking out of your boxers. You slightly tense up as I crawl up your body. When I'm all the way on top of you, you put your hands on my hips as I lower my hips to yours rubbing myself against your hard cock. I lean down to kiss you, I can feel my pussy getting hot and wet for your cock already. You let go of my hips and move you hands. Boyd begins to push down on my hips. The increased stretching of my already-straining arms is pain beyond belief, and my mouth opens in a wail of agony. Oh, God, Boyd, Boyd, stop! Stop!? ?The numbers!? Boyd pushed down hard. I actually hear my shoulders crack loudly and fire seems to explode along my arms, all down my back, easily the most savage pain I have ever felt in my life. I let out ascream, the tears spilling down my face. But I don?t tell him what he wants to know, and after a few. One of your clients Beau Brooke has suggested I call you. I watched her performance tonight and was practically spellbound at times.’ ‘My client?’ Gina said, almost dropping the phone. ‘Yes, do you have so many you don’t recall all of them so readily?’ ‘No I remember Beau… a brunette with a wide mouth, cute breasts and ass and legs to die for.’ ‘Yes that’s Miss Brooke. Tell me what is so hush-hush about your client’s promotional role.’ ‘We have been sworn to secrecy.’ ‘But you can tell me. What.