Nothing. It has been a whole two days. Nothing, until a couple of hours later, after I had a little dinner, showered, and got into bed. My cell phone,...at long last, uttered a sound. Finally, a sign of life, a text. Hi, Sweetheart. I want you to cum for me tonight by phone . I smiled and almost said out loud “YAY, phone sex!!” I want you to put on my t-shirt and nothing else. I practically jumped out of bed and pulled off my nightie and got the shirt from your closet. I will call the house. Vincent walked into the living room with their tv, found the fan, adjusted it to about waist height, plopped down on the couch and turned on Nickelodeon, where the Fairly Odd Parents were on. “Oh my gosh, I love this show!” shouted Sarah, and Amy smiled happily as she found a place on the floor and lay down. Sarah, however, sat on the couch next to him, as there was no other place to sit.He opened up his binder and started to work on his long, boring essay about how the Normandy Invasion. Which is perfect because my hotel has fleas and i was wondering how im going to safely shower there. Looks like I found an alternate solution ;).Then after i stayed for food and ate that hard boiled egg on the spicy ketchup rice. What's it called? As well as some killer orange noodles. She told me both names but i still cant understand anybody out here even though theyre speaking English.. It'll prob take me a bit to pick up the accent.Bout to hit the streets for round 2 after a long craved. ....ooh straight in, yes...that's good, you've plenty oil in there. His cock will slide in there no fucking problem. Let me ream in a little...stretch it a little more...yes....that's it....now I'm going to put three fingers in....how's that...Lesley....speak to me....Lesley.....?" "Fuck...don't stop...I'm gonna cum....play with my clit Rob....please. Yes....God...I'm so wet...." Lesley...your such a sexy slut, girl.....are you going to cum for me...eh....I think you are....come on then. I'm.