I had to stop or I think I would have cum there and then. I let my cock go and it bounced back to the upright position. And I moved my hand down to he... cunt.“What do you call this?” as I tenderly rubbed her cunt through her cotton panties. She let out a little giggle“That tickles, stop.” Giggling again and half heartedly trying to bat my hand away“When you tell me what you call it, I will.”“It’s embarrassing.”“Tell me.” Still gently rubbing and another little giggle left her lips.“It’s, it’s. She plays with her pretty puffy pussy, while answering all my questions about her erotic experiences from the very start. Soon she can come on my orders. I am as sweet, as demanding. She is ever more in love with me. She sees me as a gentleman and seems to have forgotten how humiliating her hard spanking had been.Saskia is such a sexy sight as she sucks my member, while her hot hazel eyes look up to me, trying to read my mind. She learns how to use her other hand to caress my balls and play. It was not very welcome news, to put it mildly, although I'd do the best I could. After one night with Fiona and an unsatisfactory, quick fuck, which for me was just a brief release of tension and for her a quick break from talking about her bright future, I threw some clothes into a rucksack and caught the train West after my car, my very expensive car, whose rash purchase had left me flat broke for the immediate past and future, had refused to start. With my expenses to be paid, in true. It's just time that some people learn. They don't realize that what I did and who I was, who I am, and who I will be, all of that was only to further my purpose." He chuckled good naturedly. "Now, I am really enjoying out talk, Chelle. That is what the good detective calls you isn't it? But I really do have to go, I have a lot of work to do tonight before we talk again."The click as he hung up was loud, she kept the receiver off the phone base, just staring at it. It was taken out of her hand.