I had her nipples right where Icould suck to my hearts content, and then I felt herpussy contracting and moving, she was fucking me withouteven moving... those vagina muscles were jacking me off,caressing my cock as if it were her hand or mouth, andit was clear that she was getting pleasure too, her hipswere grinding on mine, her breathing was in rhythm withmine, our eyes were locked, staring right into eachother’s core.Try as I might to make the pleasure last, I was going tolose it, I. . I wasn't. Eventually we encountered one of those longsilences. He asked if I was still dressing. I told him I was. Heasked if I'd slipped into bed with any OTHER guys since... Icould feel myself going flame red... said no. He paused again.Then... stupidly... I said "ok... well nice chatting... stay intouch" What??! He said "Sure... have a good Xmas"... and hungup!!I willed the phone to ring again... it didn't. Stupid bitch!!What had I said that for?? Eventually I got home... kickingmyself.. It had been almost three weeks now. What she was doing wasundeniably wrong. And however much she wished she'd taken on enoughtraits of the real Ann to make her not care anymore, that hadn'thappened. And deep down she didn't want that anyhow.Doing the right thing was simply too important to her. It was moreimportant than all the riches and comforts she would be leaving behind ifshe went back. It was more important than the pleasure she received atbeing a beautiful and intelligent woman.It was. She looked away while biting down on her lip to hide her facial reaction, but knew she wasn't doing a very good job of it.Sandy thought she heard a moan when she replaced her groping with the wet and warm sensation of her tongue. Sandy had first sucked another woman's breast when she was 16, and the years of experience showed. If anything, Jordynn's nipples grew harder as Sandy suckled them again and again, and yes, her former bully’s moans were real. Moving her attentions upward, Cynthia's.