Ayan: Hey, how are you?Isha: How would I be? You fucker!Ayan: Don’t worry let’s meet tonight and spend next 2 days together. I’ll book a hotel f...r us.Isha: That won’t be necessary. Just be at Rishika’s (her best friend) place at 9 pm, I’m staying with her for few days.Ayan: Why at Rishika’s? I want to spend some time with just you.Isha: Just come.And she hung up. I realized that she is really angry and I might not get any action tonight.So, I got ready and reached her best friend’s place. On. Skip seemed oblivious as the man forced himself to turn around and stalk away. A few others followed, but the rest of the listeners looked like they were watching a train wreck, or a rerun of the Anna Nicole Smith show. It was so bad you just couldn't take your eyes off it, even though it horrified you. Skip, however was oblivious, and he just continued to drip venom on whoever Southland38 was.Jo winked at me and followed the man that had left. She'd no doubt get the dirt on what this all. One Ad caught her attention – it read simply 'teenage boys for women' and a telephone number. Why use that wording she wondered – it was probably just another adult male escort service she thought tossing the paper aside and heading for her kitchen to grab a bite of supper.But those words haunted her – 'teenage boys for women' – What if… she found herself thinking… What if the Ad meant what it said… what if they were really offering something different? she thought.Her mind was made up as she. I spat on it also and then pulled my cock out of her pussy and replaced it with the vibrator in one swift motion, working it gently in and out while my thumb kept moving in her ass. She looked back at me, her eyes pleading. “What about you?” She asked, her breathing ragged. “What about me?” I responded. “I need you. Inside me.” “But the vibrator is there now babe, doesn't that feel good?” I said, drawing her in. “No…well, yes but….I…. couldn't you….I mean….” She paused. “Say it.” I said.