In the end she decided there was no alternative but to plunge in and see what happened.“Could I speak to Ms Calloway, please.”“Just a moment. Wh... shall I say is calling?”“My name is Allison Terry. Ms Calloway should be expecting my call.”“Of course. Please hold.”The voice at the other end of the telephone was softly spoken. Allison couldn’t help wondering if it came from one of Ms Calloway’s clients, pressed into service as her receptionist.Ms Calloway’s voice on the other hand was brisk. “June. “Maybe next time you can answer my question.”He laughed again. “Why wait? I’ll answer it right now.”“Okay, whip it out,” she challenged him. “Let’s see it.”“Not here,” he said. “I’ll show you inside.”Kathleen looked at me, and I simply shrugged. I had no idea what she was thinking at that point. Shawn headed back inside, and she followed him as I trailed closely behind. She followed him all the way down the hallway to the furthest open room, which was empty. He stood inside the room and smiled. I tried to think of where I could go, but the image of Erik pounding that girl with such a nice cock would not leave my head. "Fuck me Erick...Fuck me Erik," I couldn't get those words out of my head. The way she bucked and moaned was really starting to turn me on. My nipples started to turn hard and I instinctively started to play with my wet pussy.I couldn't believe that the most perfect cock I had ever seen lived in my house. And some stupid little slut was fucking it! That was my cock...I. She wiggled her hips playfully and hungrily. I indulged in the sight of her. The pretty pear shape of her bottom. The strong curves of her thighs. The blush of her slit, high between her legs. I loved her being exposed before me. Vulnerable and precious. Wanton and luscious. I wanted her with every primal fiber of my being. Wanted her. Wanted to have her. Wanted to possess her. I had been hard since before moving across the room. My cock now demanded her. I undid my trousers and stepped as.