I waited while it was ringing, unable to hear anything. Barry looked decidedly uncomfortable, probably rehearsing what he might say. After what seemed...like an interminable amount of time, Barry finally spoke."Hello ... Andrea ... it's Barry. How are you?" Yeah ... well ... I was thinking of you." No ... I'm by myself. No one can hear me," he said, looking up at me sheepishly."Well ... I was wondering ... you know ... if you'd like to get together some time? Like we used to."I had been checking. My thoughts then turned back to Pamela, and I searched the house again, from top to bottom. Still nothing. The only thing I found was a piece of paper by my bed, with 6 numbers written on it. 9, 27, 34, 38, 42, 47. The handwriting was not mine, it was a neat hand, but the paper came from the pad in my office. I looked at it and decided 'lottery numbers'. Maybe they were Pamela's lucky numbers.By the time I had searched again, looking for clues, it was around 10.30pm. I decided that I would. I only lasted a minute before my balls hurt so bad I had to cum, I pushed all the way in and blew what I think must have been the biggest load of hot sticky cum I ever blew in my life deep into that woman's cunt. I had pumped so much cum so hard into that woman that some cum had sprayed out and coated my balls. When I pulled out, there was cum all in her bush, my bush, and it was leaking from her cunt. The husband was just going on about how great that was, he told Tim to in there and do the. She had long since forgotten how sensuous touch felt on her body, and how completely natural and beautiful the touch of her soft skin felt. Her hand slowly brushed across one of her perfectly shaped breasts. As her hand softly brushed across the nipple, it stiffened and proceeded to harden. Sue shuddered, and got goose bumps all over her body at the sensuous sensations being produced by the feel of her lightly touching it. She lifted her other hand to her other breast and began to softly touch.