“Yeah, boss,” he answered. “Is she there, Asmodeus?” The voice on the phone was husky and deep. Sniffing the air, the biker closed his eyes to...savor the aroma of the atmosphere around him. “Yes, I can smell her.” “I need you to keep to the schedule,” the voice said. “In six thousand years, have I ever disappointed you?” “No, Asmodeus, you haven’t,” the voice answered. “Te amo,” the voice added in Latin and the phone hung up. A half smile formed on Asmodeus’s lips, as he looked through the. I didn’t want to ask – it wasn’t my place, wasn’t anyone’s place to force her to retell that story – but I didn’t have a good idea of what else to talk about. I’m certainly not going to ask if she’s okay – the answer to that is clear and obvious enough without discussion.I settled on something oblique, but innocuous enough to allow her to deflect if she wished. “Have you been sleeping?”She flinched at the sound, but then relaxed slightly and cleared her throat. “A little,” she whispered.. Jab main ne apna lora us ke moohn main lane ko bola tow wow na boli our sheee shee boli ke ye bhi kiya chosne ki cheez he our main guseMain aake zabardasti us ke baal pakar ker moohn main apna lora dala oor chodta raha takreeban 5 minut tuk us ko moohn main chdta raha our us ki choot ki taraf bara our us ki choot main apna lora dalne laga mager ja nhi raha tha main samajh gaya ke is ki choot abhi tuk kunwari he main us ko bed pe sula ker us ki tange apne kandhoon per rakh ker ek zordar jhtka. They still haven’t noticed. I know I’m wet, and probably ruining the panties you picked out for me this morning. I slide my thumb over your cockhead, gathering the precum that’s oozing from your slit. I take a sip of wine, then run that precum-covered thumb over my bottom lip, my tongue tracing in its path. The mixed tastes of wine and cum surprisingly pleasant. My clit throbs, and I can’t help but imagine taking your hard, hot cock into my mouth… I chew my bottom lip as post-dinner coffee is.