We sounded like Christmas ponies fucking. Luckily, he was thrusting to the rhythm and tempo of Sleigh Ride, which was playing on the tinny mall speake...s. Unless someone was very close, they would think it was part of the music. Soon, though, I stopped thinking of jingle bells and Christmas carols. His thick, meaty dick made it all go away. I was climbing to a very nice orgasm made even nicer by the thought that nothing but corrugated cardboard separated us from the general public. My pelvis. Proceed with caution.” I was catching on. I was hoping those words would get her over the top. “I think I’m going to cum again!” She pulled her head back and groaned. Her hands were balled up in fists. “Oh fuck, John!”I couldn’t wait much longer. A moment later, I found myself saying, “I’m gonna cum too, baby.” Sam hopped onto to her knees and started stroking my cock. “Cum in my face, Johnny! I want your cum!” Her mouth was wide open and her tongue hanging out. Waiting for it. My first. M., meaning you had slept for three hours. Night had started to fall."Was that voice a dream?"you wondered."I am no dream, silly mortal."You rub your eyes and sit up. You then notice a nude Elizabeth Gilllies standing in your kitchen."What the hell?"you ask. She steps toward you."Do not be alarmed, John Doe,"she said. "I merely took this form so that I could speak to you." What?"you ask. "Who are you? And why are you naked?" I am a god. A god of a lost civilization. As for my nudity, well, I. ”My head was going foggy. All I could hear was the incessant drone of the sex toy vibrating against my sensitive vagina, and the low honeyed chuckle on the other end of the line.“You masturbating to a stranger’s commands is plenty vulgar, I think. Try swearing. It’ll add to it. I promise.”“I don’t know how,” I whined, trying to think of the words to say while my core was going crazy with pleasure.“It’s easy. What is the toy touching right now?”“M-my vagina…”“No, Anna. No. It’s your pussy. You.