She sighed heavily, as if suddenly realizing the paper was not about to write itself, she took herself from the desk and sat comfortably in her bean b...g chair with her cordless phone in hand. Without looking, she mindlessly dialed the numbers she’d dialed so many times. The phone rang once and a familiar voice came. ‘Still having trouble with your thesis Erin?’ Ashley asked sympathetically. ‘Pretty sad, isn’t it?’ Erin asked. ‘Don’t even have to ask who it is and you know it’s me calling.’. ” “You’re right,” I quickly agreed, pushing myself up on my knees, then settling back on my heels. “Do you want to use your hand or your belt,” trying very hard to convey to him that if he said belt, I would remove it for him. He looked me searchingly in the eyes for several seconds, then, “My hand will be sufficient, Jenny.” I just waited, because with no chair for him to sit on, I wasn’t sure what to do. “Well, let’s see… OK, on your hands and knees.” I straightened up, then bent forward as. Naturally she recoiled in fear at the sight of myself, but that only brought her attention to the corpse of her lover. “Aladdin!” She cried as she raced to his side, desperately seeking some form of life within him. “It is useless.” I chuckled darkly as a slithered over to her, tears of grief streaming down her face. “Your precious Aladdin has been dead for a while now.” I ran my long forked tongue along her silk-smooth frame, her shudder of revulsion sending a tingling pleasure through mine.. After one of her moanings he started moaning and she starting rocking him hard they were both moaning and then they stopped all movement then he did a bit more then they both stopped. I could hear them kissing each other. I moved in for a better look. She was on her knees and his cock was still in her, her tits were pressed against his chest and her head was pressed against his. I moved back into the hallway when I heard her ask about the weekend. He told her that he had a hunting cabin.