We need to use your tele-a-phone so we can call the po-lice.” Ellen paused to let the old man fully grasp her meaning. Then she continued. “We ...eed to tell them our problem and ask for their help. Do you understand?” The old man smiled and said, “That is much better Miss Ellen. I am very pleased to meet you and your friends. As for your request, I would be very happy to let you use my tele-a-phone, but I’m afraid I don’t have one.” Noting the stunned look of disappointment on the girl’s. " After my orgasm you make your way back up to me and you kiss my face. I lay there staring into your eyes, and I know you're ready to get yours. After I recover I stroke your cock for a minute or so, straddle you,and place it at the opening of my pussy. I'm wet enough that it should easily slide in, but you're far from average size, and since its been a while I've had plenty of time to readjust. I slowly begin sliding down your big cock. It hurts a little, and I can feel my pussy stretching. Her feet began to slide up and down across two sides of my cock, slipping back and forth causing a slight friction of the stockings against the soft tender foreskin of my thick hard cock."Oh God!" I moaned, watching her perform this foot-job upon me.Amy licked her lips, not only at this new way to help me get off, but the feel of the vibrator still buzzing away inside her tight wet hole. At one point, she held one foot against one side of my cock before her other started to rub up and down. As she sat there, on the couch beside him, she’d occasionally look his way, but each time she did it hit her like one hell of a tropical storm again. “Is everything alright?” he said, softly. Is everything alright, she told herself. Is everything alright she said to herself again. No everything isn’t alright she went on to think. Oh gosh, oh wow ohhhhhh no and her eyes closed and remained closed for a few seconds longer. That is until she felt something on her lap. She opened them and looked.