Unless you fuck me tomorrow. I like sex, she slurred, talking dirty, it gets me all horned up. Getting stretched inside..mmmmm!I ate her for awhile, h...r hips gyrated fast. Oh, Christ you are good. Honey, you are buzzed.Yeah! She said, I am like...totally fucked. I like youAFter she came, I pulled my face out of her pussy, and did my man thing. I fucked her real slow.OH you bastard, I hate slow. Too bad honey, I want you to keep coming.She tightened up and used her legs to keep me from pulling. " I looked at Greg. "Do you still have the throwaway cell phone?" I don't," he said and then smiled. "I threw it away, but I have another one." We'll give Loni that phone number to call you, Sable," I said.She nodded."What will happen next depends on what is said during the phone call. Ideally, Loni should disappear until we can eliminate Hal Carson as a threat." I gave Greg a hard look. "Do we have enough on him to insure his arrest if we give the authorities the information we've gathered. But damn... Becky was porn star hot. The only reason she wasn't more popular is b/c she lived in the trailer park in town, and appeared slightly trashy to someone who didn't know her. As we got to Becky's house to drop her off, jennifer decided that we should just hang with her there for a while. Her parents we're always gone in the evening b/c they worked 2nd shift, so we frequently spent evenings there anyway. There was a pool table in what was meant to be a dining room, and this room is. It must be all hard and swollen by now – swimming in the juices of your lust.“Ohhh!” you gasp.“Look at me!” I order. “Look at me when you masturbate.”You stare straight into my eyes, sobbing in ecstasy as your fingers stroke your clit. I can’t imagine how wet you must be now – but I know that every stroke of The General’s gloved hand brings you closer and closer to orgasm.Smack! Smack! Smack!Your mouth falls open as you gasp for air.“Are you coming?” I ask sharply.“Aaah!” you reply. “Aaah – yes.