The next time I had him on the phone he wanted to know which was my daughter.I waited a beat to make sure he heard me right and said: You should list ...oth as my wives.There was a beat on his side before he said: Shall I list halal as your dietary restriction?I gave him a beat and simply said: No.It was his turn again and you have to give the guy credit, his mind was working as fast as it could.Two beats later he asked: Have you restrictions as to coffee and alcohol?I admit I was enjoying this.. I rubbed and twisted and gently pinched these little nubs between my fingertips as my other hand manipulated my clit and soft little labia. An orgasm was building to higher and higher levels and I could tell this was going to be extreme, more extreme than any other. I’ve had some orgasms that felt good. Orgasms that I worked and worked for slowly while sitting alone watching porn or thinking about something extremely sexy. I’ve had them last for 30 or 40 seconds with huge spurts of cum shooting. I had been waiting about an hour when i saw him come to the gate, the gate where he first talked to me all those years ago, i wanted to get out and say hello but the boyish part of me was still apprehensive,i was just going to get out when i noticed a young man start talking to him at the gate,they were in conversation for about 10 minutes when the young man walked off and Ken finished his cigarrette and went back indoors.I sat wondering for a moment and then thought its now or never got out of. My rock hard cock was pointing towards her.I gently turned her face towards it and asked her to open her eyes. She did that slowly, and for the first time, she saw it. A hard, venous, reddish sausage, burning with the fires of desire. Her mouth opened with wonder, and for a moment, she turned her face away from it.“Come on, Sonal, just jerk me the way you said you would do,” I told her. She looked at it again and slowly started moving her hands up and down along the shaft. I was in heaven. My.