He heard a shuffling of clothing on the other end of the line, then a lust-filled sigh. ‘Now, now, Suzie,’ he teased. ‘You weren’t thinking ab...ut giving yourself a little come, right now, were you?’ ‘Who, me?’ she breathed into the phone. ‘Take your hand out of your panties, darling.’ ‘I’m not wearing panties, darling.’ ‘Then take your sweet, talented fingers out of your pussy.’ ‘Awww. But they feel so very very nice.’ ‘Right now, Suzie.’ Suzie reluctantly complied. She pumped two fingers hard. Yet, regardless of what I believed, Kavita seemed to genuinely enjoy being with him. She LIKED being treated like his slut, his bitch. She acted submissively towards him, in ways that she would never do with me. I was at best, her equal. With him, she melted into a flirtatious young girl around his manly aura, moony-eyed and lost in his charms. I pictured the belly ring she had just gotten and so proudly worn. Why, if she was just about to move back in with me, would she get a belly ring with. He handled her full body weight so effortlessly.Her reproductive tunnel was being used as a means to pleasure his cock. As she was being tossed up and down, she loved the feeling of hitting bottom each time her cunt came down fully to the hilt of his missle.She remembered the chisled muscles of his chest, and the broad expanse of his shoulders, but nothing of his face. She knew she was only a piece of meat and she loved to be used so masterfully that way.When he came it was as if he had shot. But Marie’s hot fingers enfold my cock and balls simultaneously. I feel a beautiful, agonizing pain as she grinds my balls while tiny fingers also flutter softly along my cock shaft with practiced precision.I cum with a howl and her mouth completely envelops me and this time, instead of splattering into an empty courtyard, my ejaculate pumps against the back of her throat.I make a weak attempt to pull away so she can swallow. But she refuses. If anything, her lips and throat clamp my cock even.