Yes, sweetheart, I'm aware you can't play with yourself, but please! I know it's my fault, but I can hardly stand! First thing in the morning. I promi...e. Just please....no no no! Don't you dare remind me of...oh God!"An electric wave of pleasure shot straight through her frame as she saw Daphne stroking her huge strapon in her mind. She began to pant heavily, willing the images to stop, but her cunt was betraying her with all its might. She saw the scene from earlier that had annoyed her so. " The way your people have been talking about this? All those 'Needle-dick' jokes?" Yes?" It's not funny. Take my word for it. Well, thank you for taking my call. Goodby. " Goodby, Jerri from Cleveland."Teresa looked out past the cameras to her audience and sensed they were unsettled. The call had taken the edge off the fun. She signaled for another break. While the cameras were off-line, she asked her producer if he had a change of pace call, something lighter."Sorry, Teresa, we had a few, but. She parted her lips slightly, making her tongue available. I bent sideways and sucked her lips alternately, with our tongues meeting. She was a fast learner, copied my smooching actions, and licked my lips like a hungry slut. I undressed both of us while kissing.Yukta refused to open her eyes. I took off her bra and panty and lifted her featherweight figure into the living room settee. She let me part her legs. Then I used the magic words. “Yukta, I love you.” She opened her eyes and said, “I. She whispered. My finger darted in to her sweet poon up to the knuckle and then pulled out and dragged up, sloshing her tiny nub with slippery wet girl syrup. She was concentrating too hard on what my hand was doing to even kiss me any more. I gazed at her as she looked down at my big fingers strumming her clitoris and poking into her vagina. Do you touch yourself? Do you masturbate? Yes, giggle, A lot! Do you come? Orgasm? I think so&hellip, She looked at me with an expression that was.