She talked on the phone with him for a few minutes, and I was at the bottom of the bed, rubbing the inside of her leg, inching my way closer and close... to her pussy. She stopped my hand & I thought that I had done something wrong, but she looked me in the eye and said ‘I don’t like being tickled, I like being scratched!’ I gave her a surprised look, then smiled and scratched down her leg. Not hard, but hard enough to leave marks from my fingers. I could hear him talking to her, but I couldn’t. This one asked to talk to you. I thought you should know."Adam glanced at the note. It was from the writer credited with the story in the 'Chronicle' that morning. With a frown, he picked up the phone to call the number. He was surprised when it was answered on the first ring. It wasn't a receptionist who answered – or if it was, it was the worst receptionist in history."Hello, Darcy's phone," a female voice answered."Hi, this is Derrick Driller returning Ms. Stanton's call," Adam said."Oh,. She groaned with delight as she thought, How did she know that's what I wanted?Ami squirmed as the cock fucked her with a strong, steady stroke. She sensed movement behind her. Jess straddled Ami's head and lowered her hot pussy and asshole over her mouth. Ami spread Jess's alabaster cheeks and probed both openings with her tongue. Jess's scent, a tangy mixture of musk and jasmine made her shiver. She responded by stiffening her tongue into a mini-penis. Feeling this hardness, Jess swung her. . to BBQ anytime." I emphasized "UP" and paused for a second or two before concluding my sentence. I could see Jenn give J's arm a quick squeeze while the girlfriends exchanged another conspiratorial glance."What are you girls in the mood for?" I said. They both laughed and Jenn quickly replied: "J said she'd leave it up to you to choose what you wanted to share with me." What an excellent idea." I said with a smile. I let Jenn see me pass my eyes slowly over her trim, sexy body, top to bottom.