Oldham came into the room."I was about to tell Sammy that he must bring the Baldwin girl to the club on Sunday, John. It sounds like we need to meet h...r," Suzanne said."The Baldwin girl? Does she play golf?" Mr. Oldham asked."It's Cindy, Sir. I don't think she plays," I answered. And then to Suzanne, "you've met her. She came to Sonya's birthday party." That's not what I'm talking about. We need to meet her properly. Tell him, John."Naturally, Mr. Oldham agreed with her. It was settled. I would. But she is often wet, very wet, it doesn’t take her long to cum. How is she in your fantasy?”“Always smooth, with soft pussy lips and a lovely hard clit and I just love licking it and gulping down every drop of juice that comes from her.”Lucy shudders again and moved so that she is now sitting astride me.“God! I need to squirt.”“Well I’m not stopping you.” I say.I watch as Lucy starts to pump her own pussy with her fingers.“Do you wish you were sitting astride Kath with her watching you?”“Yes,”. “It feels like Ijust peed on it. Oooh, it’s _still_ wet down there.I’m touching my pussy again, Craig, rubbing my fingerup and down my crack. I don’t have any panties on, andI’m pretending that it’s your finger on my pussy — mysoft, _wet_ pussy … ”Holy Jesus! I’d never had an obscene phone callbefore, but I sure had one on the line now. The tapewas still playing. Fuck the tape! I hit the “stop”button. “Who are. . "Turn around, hon. You don't mind if I admire that fine physic of yours, do you?" His faced turned 5 shades of red, but he turned around, and coming back to face us, he obviously had a big hard-on. "Mmm, some nice muscles you have there! Joy, I think this boy needs some help. I think he has a real problem. Maybe he could use a good massage to get rid of that muscle cramp he seems to have!" I started laughing and walked over to Randy and gave him a hug. "We're just playing with you, sugar. You.