His hands continued rummaging over her and he ran them between her thighs which did not jerk away this time but which opened voluntarily to admit him ...o the very core of her being. He could feel the warm center of her loins flexing almost imperceptibly in passionate answer to his naked touch."Aaaah, aaaaah," she was sighing continuously up into his lips, her tongue pushed up into his and circling deep around inside as though searching desperately for another entrance to his mouth.Her passion. ??Okay.? I did.?Operator.??Yes,? I said. ?The line went dead. Did something go wrong???Let me check.? A few seconds later passed. ?No, apparently, the callerended the connection. I would offer to connect you, but outbound serviceis not authorized for that room.??I understand. Thank you,? I said and hung up. I turned to Nathan. ?Shejust hung up.??It is Saturday,? Nathan said. ?Maybe her husband was home and overheard.If he?s written Timothy off the way it sounds like he has, he may havebeen. They were kissingand touching and boy was I getting aroused, so much, so that I didnot notice the booth next to me someone entered.Suddenly this long finger nailed hand covered in golden rings wastouching my shaft as I quivered from her delicate touch. She was asgentle as she rubbed and stroked me I leaned back so hard; I bangedmy head on the stall wall. She let go and asked to come over into mystall and I said without hesitation; "Yes, please."I heard her open her stall and as she pulled on. Alfonse smiled down at her character…and in her mind right into her own heart and soul as he slowly seduced her with his dance. The eased moves of his hips drew her attention and she keyed in a command to the program…his hands covered his abdomen with splayed fingers that trailed down to the snug waistband…his manly tool growing slightly as the tips of his fingers slid beneath the elastic band. Alfonse moved closer yet and she found herself panting as the sight of the strained fabric of his.