At the same time, she was flicking her tongue around the clit, her hands were kneading Monica’s tits. Monica was pinching and pulling on her nipples... The sounds emanating from Monica drowned out the women on the screen. Cat had the poor girl writhing all over the bed as she brought her ever closer to the edge.“Shove your tongue in. I need to come!”Monica was thrashing around, her back lifted off the bed. When she finally pushed her tongue into Monica’s pussy, the girl lost it, groaning and. Much to my surprise, she had never thought of this. In fact, she didn't even realize that she held herself back sexually until we talked. So I wanted to know, what made her hot?Her answer stunned me. Without stuttering or blushing, she said that she loved when we had sex after a few drinks. I didn't know that I did this, but apparently I treat her differently, less like my loving wife and more like a hot piece of ass to fuck. And she loves it!I had to know more about this. What exactly did I do. He gave me the go ahead to start work."Before I get started on the actual work, can I do a quick third reading?" Go ahead with your third reading but I expect to see you starting work on the project as soon as you come back from lunch."I read through the folder a last time and was happy to realize I hadn't missed anything. The buzzer sounded for lunch, Ryan, Linc and I went to the lunch room. We staked out the same table as the one we used yesterday. We sat and talked and it was clear I had the. But tonight, when he saw the call coming up on his cell from an L.A. number, he figured it had to be Sam and her problems."Hello?" Is this the Nub Benson?"Even though the high pitched female voice couldn't see his face he still narrowed his eyes at the phone."It's Freddie, but yeah… I guess it is. Who is this?"There was a pause like the question confused the girl. "This is… Sam's roommate, Cat, and I wanted to call you about Sam." Oh jeez… what did she do now? I'm assuming she needs bail?" Oh.