I could make out someone sobbing. My eyes wouldn’t open. I tried to talk. ‘Hello,’ I said. ‘What came out was a moan.’ ‘Did you hear that... I think he said something.’ I said, ‘Hello.’ again. It was another moan. Someone touched my hand and held it. I felt tear drops on my hand. The sobbing was closer. ‘Oh! My God, what did I do to this poor man? I love him so much and I hurt him. I’ll never forgive myself.’ It was Goldie. I heard Mike say. ‘I don’t exactly understand what you did.’ ‘I went. I spent ages exploring her pussy. I parted her lips with my fingers so I could really get my tongue inside her. She felt my beard tickle her inner thighs and it felt amazing. I spent a few minutes licking her. It was like I'd never licked a woman before but I knew exactly how to excite her. I gently bit her lips sending pulses of pleasure through her body. I got Carrie to such a state of excitement she just couldn't hold on anymore. She felt herself cumming. She said how close she was. I. Pooja k andr b chudai ki bhot bhuk thi,Jb b mauka milta main use kiss krta tha or boobs b dbata tha pr use chodne ka mauka nhi mil pa rha tha,kuch din aisa hi chalta rha,is bich main uske ghr b aata jata rehta tha,uske ghr pe uske papa or mummy rehte the bas,papa jada bolte nhi the pr mummy bhoy baat krti thi,uski mummy ki age kuch 42 saal hogi pr uska shareer pura bhara hua tha,uske boobs 36 inch k the or jo latak k bhar aa rhe the unhe dekh k mera lund khada ho jata tha or kamar kuch 32 inch. ’ The messages stopped. I stayed super charged for hours, trying to figure out if I was talking to Liz or Stephanie, and getting excited every time. My breath was shallow. My face was flush. I walked stiffly. I headed home. I tried to base an analysis on the burst of messages and then enduring silence. Perhaps Steph had gone early and the whole conversation was her. Perhaps she had gone late and I was sexting Liz. Which would leave the whole conversation on Stephanie’s phone to discover later.