She was in the right room. I reminded her about our morning appointment and wished her a good night. Now all I needed to do was decide what the messag... should contain. The basics were obvious but this was going to need some measure of subtlety. I spent the next hour writing and rewriting what proved to be a very simple message. It started out like this: ‘Fernanda, you need to give yourself to Jimmy. He is more important than the air you breathe. You must have him as your Master. You must make. And Sarita’s?” I noted, tempted though I was.“History. He refused to reverse his vasectomy and that was it. Irreconcilable differences! Plus, he caught me sleeping with Shelly. No doubt he’ll have nothing good to tell you the next time you speak to each other, if ever. Naturally, I sort of ... let him catch us together before having him served,” Serena assured him, “It was never right, that marriage. Not fair to him, to me, or to you most of all. This is for the best. We can both move on with. When he finally exited me,he sat down on the bed and kissed me. "Call me Jared. I've always likedthat name."I tapped a finger to my lips. "Do you think Luke still fits me? It feelstoo... straight." I giggled at my word choice.Jared leaned back on the bed and pulled me on top of him. "How aboutLevi? In honor of how amazing you looked in those jeans?"I stuck my tongue out at him. "Levi... Levi... Yeah, I like the way thatsounds," I put my head on his chest while he slowly played with my. After a dozen of so spasms, he starts to relax. The strength of his spasms drops quickly, the liquid starts to dribble out instead of the powerful jets of a few moments before. She stops swallowing, allowing the last drops to pool in her throat. Her head backs off his shaft slowly. As the head passes back between her lips, it flops down. Drips of saliva and cum gather underneath it, and start falling off. She backs away form him slightly, to let them fall on the carpet, instead of her sweater..