"Yes, Abigail, it is me, Phileas," I groaned from under the covers and confused her, for she closed her thighs and thus deprived me of partaking of he... sweet, scented juices."Be quiet my love. I've managed to join you in the bed and if you like, we can make love for the rest of the night."He eyes opened wide. "Tis really you!" she said, "I'm not dreaming!"I kissed her cunt and she shuddered."Oh, Phileas! Pray tell me that I'm not dreaming!" Abigail, my love, you dream not, I am beside you,. Miss Jean'spersonality, her charm, her warmth and her wit won Bill over completely.Bill raised his glass. "A toast to the two of you."Miss Jean laughed. "You make it sound as if we were preparing to getmarried." Bill," Susan interrupted, "Miss Jean is only dating me on a professionallevel. We're not attached. I date other women as John, and Jean has herown relationships in her private life." Would you like me give you my card?" asked Miss Jean.Bill suddenly became tongue-tied. "Uh, yeah, um,. "Why?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing to be scared about, Pookie. Never hurt you, remember? Trust me, remember?" She nodded. "That gag may make your jaw sore, so I won't keep it in all the time. I just want you to know I have it. Besides, it'll come in handy... later... when you do your air raid siren imitation." She even chuckled a bit through the gag at that one. "OK, up on the bed, now." He helped her lift her legs up on the bed, then dragged them down so that he could reach the. Then just like I had done to mine countless times, I began to jack it back and forth. Under my pumping hand, it hardened yet more. Now I was reacting to it in a mild state of fascination as well as looking down right at it. Yes my hand was holding and jerking off a cock that wasnt mine, yet was exciting me as if it were! Not used to using my left hand on myself, I removed it and substituted my right on in its place. I found it much easier to hold and pump that way. Somehow the thought to play.