I was a student at University, and I had just purchased on a whim a book of poetry titled, “The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills”, by...an author I’d never heard of named Bukowski. He’d go on to be a cult hero among disaffected college students and wanna be poets. I was hungry for experience in those days, and filled with the burning desire to learn the ways of love. My aged companion had brought a bag of bread crumbs for the pigeons that he distributed to the cooing horde with. She looked at me as she was sliding a little further forward. Both of them were groaning in pleasure. I could see it took every piece of willpower for my friend not to grab her hips and angle himself up into her. ‘I cannot stand it anymore, Victor. Please, let me fuck him”. She begged. She rubbed the head of his dick against her pussy lips a few times. Then she shoved a little inside her. I could see him groaning and looking at me nervously but I was excited as I jerked my own dick in the. "Fuckkk!" Oh, you want to be fucked, do you?" Gawd, Susan. You are driving me crazy." Is that a yes or a no? Shall I fuck you or not?" YES!!" Yes, what?" Yes, fuck me!"Susan just sat there; the only part of her moving was her thumb rubbing Bonnie's clit. Her two fingers still a presence inside Bonnie, but not moving."Please?" That's better. You can open your eyes now and remove the wrist restraints."Susan untied the ropes holding Bonnie's legs down and told her to turn over. She saw that Susan. "Hello, darling, I heard it's you. How's it going?" We make some idle chatter then, smiling at Joe, I say, "You know what, Robin, I'm feeling a little horny." This is the first true thing I've said since the start of the call. "Let's have some naughty fun. I've always liked the idea of talking dirty on the phone, and this is the perfect opportunity. I think this will work better if you get your willy out, though. Are you somewhere where you can do that? Oh, good.Inside of my thigh..."Well,.