"Robert was breathing hard and with a quiver in his voice said, "We will baby, when we cannot be together, we can call each other. I want you to do th...s when Arnie is there too. I know he'd love it."She replied, "I know he would! Now I have to go baby. Arnie is due home soon and you can bet I will give him all the details. Love yahs, good-bye baby."Robert replied, "I love you too my lily white slut. I want you to email me what Arnie thinks of our phone sex. Good-night baby."When Arnie got home,. I was sure I would make her gag at any time and that she would get mad and stop but she just kept sucking hard and running that tongue up and down my cock.I pulled her head towards me, slamming my cock over and over into her greedy mouth and then I felt her groaning around me so I slowed down thinking I was hurting her. She didn't seem to like that so she grabbed my ass and started to bob her head harder and faster. I finally realized she was getting off on it so I grabbed the back of her head. "Yeah, you want this. You've been waiting for it all night." He'd moved his hand to her inner thigh, just brushing over her pussy occasionally, teasing."Please." She was so wet. She was so ready. It had been too long. She leaned in to kiss him even as her hands went to his T-shirt. She broke the kiss to pull it up over his head, then trailed her tongue from his neck to his belly button. She meant to go lower, but he picked up her entire body this time, turning her around and pinning her to the. Now that her intellectual value had dropped off the table, it was still in their best interest to protect her physical value for as long as possible, or until the final solution, or some final solution, was acted on. As their conversation wound down they’d agreed to disagree. Florence was all for continuing pain and humiliation. Fletcher was more for long term chastisement coupled with the possibility of long term profit, or the remote possibility of some kind of redemption. Ultimately the.