The phone was beside her pillow and she was listening intently as she masturbated only five or six feet away from a sleeping Jenny.“I can now feel y...ur mouth on my cock, you‘re sucking it and making it twitch with expectation. My balls are full with cum. It‘s been too long, Molly. If you make me cum you will be covered in spunk, absolutely covered, but I desperately want to push this cock into your pussy before I let go.”Molly was circling her clit with her fingers, her snatch was soaked with. This simply meant that it was closer than I had thought. I had expected a bright, easy-to-see café on a well-lit street. In actuality the Electric Raven resembled a tavern more than a cafe. It was set off the main street, a short way down a darkened alley. Steps led down to a dimly lit door. Inside was somewhat better lit but there were a host of darkened corners and nooks to sit unobserved. Various small tables were placed haphazardly with no particular order to them. Old couches were placed. He could smell her sex as soon as he walked in and could hear the wet noises as her finger plunged between her lips.He was instantly hard as a rock."Oh god, Mark. Lick my pussy, baby. Lick it all up. Mmmmm... you like how my pussy tastes?"What?!? Did she really just say his name? Was she really fantasizing about him while she fingered herself? He had to admit he had planned on using the thought of her in his own next solo fantasy, but this was almost too much. Dear Penthouse, I never thought. Ron's own mouth had signed his own death warrant. Enid's health was in question also, but Ron was a dead man no doubt about it! As soon as either woman could get to him."STOP THIS DAMN SHIT RIGHT NOW! Neither of you better touch so much as a hair on Ron's head. Poor Ron's demise is in the works, if you two will just calm down. You will both see for yourselves, that both Ron and Enid both will both soon have full-time jobs. Trying to get enough cover, for their own asses. The beauty of it none.