Just hoping to talk a woman while I jacked my little pink dicklet. In my introduction I mentioned that I was into cuckolding, and SPH, and that I had ...reference for BBW's. This was in the Detroit area so most of the ladies on the line were African-American. Her ad stated that she liked to have her asshole licked, and was looking for a long term relationship where she could really control the person she was with. At the time that sounded great to me. So we chimed a few messages back, and forth.. Then he gave a short laugh. Katrina probably wouldn’t even be caught walking on the street in the first place. He remembered she was always in her metallic silver sporty Lexus wherever she went or he would be fetching her everywhere. Shit! Why was he thinking about Katrina again? But then he noticed his heart didn’t constrict that much thinking about her. When he thought about Katrina, inadvertently he would think about Peter too. Part of him hated them both yet another part of him wished them. The envelope of love surrounded us, and I could see how it had formed and how it was stretching out around us. Then we started to share the sensations. I could feel her tongue battling mine, and mine on hers. I could feel my hands on her breasts and could feel her breasts being stroked and squeezed and, most wonderfully of all, I could feel her amazing, tight, slick, hot, pussy gliding up and down on my cock. I could feel each time she ground her clit into me, the sensations racing up and down. Do you have a preference?”Hailey’s hand had snaked down to fondle Phil’s erection as she talked and he suddenly felt more awake than a second earlier.“I need to go to the facilities,” he muttered.“Hurry back, lover,” Hailey said. “Oh, Phil, Molly’s awake and about so put on some drawers.”Phil glanced down at his dick bobbing in front of him and grabbed a pair of sweats. It was a pretty good idea, he decided, because Molly was putting on makeup in the bathroom mirror when he stepped out to the.