My phone beeped'You hard? Send me a picture? CAx' I quickly snapped a picture of my swollen cock and sent it to her My phone rang - I answered'Tell me...how you're going to fuck me' Carrie Anns saidI looked across - she was lying on her bed naked except for a pair of black knoickers'First I'd start by licking your wet, wet pussy' I said.'MMMMM' Carrie-Anne moaned. I looked across and could see her sliding her knockers off.'exploring deep inside -circling your hard clit with my tongue' I. ”“So, no pressure?” I joked.She gave me one of her rare, dazzling smiles. “Not until we’re together again and you’re causing all kinds of wonderful pressure deep inside me.”I kissed her again, deeper than before, and then climbed out. She kept her headlights on my car until I had it unlocked and opened the driver’s door. I watched her drive away and sat there thinking about what I was going to do. Would I help the Sheriff, taking the chance that either I might hurt my girls by actively using. He scratched the side of her stomach with one of his claws. Suddenly, a large white wolf comes to her defense and attacked the brown wolf. The brown wolf ran away in fear. The white wolf came to Leslie's aide as he softly licked her face. She woke up and saw the white wolf. She then thanked him by petting him.The white wolf then changed into a human. He was tall as in 6'2 with blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes."Miss, are you alright?" The handsome stranger asked."I'm a little shaken but I'm. Baba continued, "You know the Metropolitan Museum of Art? Meet me at the foot of the stairs in an hour. Don't keep me waiting this time, young man."Nick grabbed his jacket and sprinted for the elevators. He was going to need every minute to get that far up the island.In a near panic, Nick threw more bills than necessary at the lucky cab driver and bailed out across the street from the museum. He glanced up at the street sign to get his bearings and his stomach went sour - East 82nd Street,.