I inserted them carefully into your vagina, not all the way, just a short distance, and used them to place pressure on the roof of your vaginal wall, ...ore-or-less just below your clitoris. I keep the pressure there, and just move my fingers slightly over a delightfully spongy and swollen area.You seemed to respond to that, and to my flicking tongue, for your breathing became harder, and you had difficulty saying my name. Your moans were getting more and more beautiful as your pleasure. “I don’t think so.”“Well, we’ll be there after everyone is in bed.”“Don’t wait for me, to get started.”“We won’t.” She grinned at me.“What am I going to do with you?”“I can think of several things,” she said suggestively.I laughed as I shook my head and then stood up. I had to walk into town and buy some food for lunch, and it was getting close to eleven. “I have to go. I’ll see you later.”“Tonight.”“Later,” I stressed.She stuck her tongue out at me. I just rolled my eyes.I brought a nice lunch. I thought she was about to cum, and that was all too quick for my liking. “Don’t stop’ she said as she squeezed me even harder. but I didn’t want it to end just yet so I did stop. Now I placed my fingers on either side of her clit hood on the outside of her kickers and alternated the movement from side to side, rocking her clit inside it’s fleshy cage. “Oh fucking hell” Tina said and she tried to wank me but to no avail as she was staking now. Her nickers were now completely wet and I could. You took a run at me, sent a contract killer my way. He's dead. I'm alive. Pay attention, asshole. This is your last warning. If you don't back off, I'll kill you. When you least expect it – bang, you're dead. Your choice Garfield. Bye, bye."I pushed the button to end the call, set the phone on my desk blotter, picked up the heavy paperweight and smashed the phone to smithereens."I use up a lot of phones that way," I said as I brushed the pieces of the phone into the wastepaper basket."Will he.