" I will," I said as the phone rang off damn, I never said I loved herbefore the line went dead.The conversation had not been long enough to gauge her...mood but then Ifigured she was hardly going to rant and rave with a client in the car orfor that matter discuss the current situation.........................................................................Wednesday was a chill day eight coached sat in the Var Park in themorning to take all the teams for a tour of the National Stadium atHampden. .and about the times when you visit here." I heard Ronnie ask how I took it. She laughed and said, "I told him most of it while he was fucking me. I have a nice load in my cunt right now." She looked at me and smiled, then said, It was Peter's idea for me to call you. He is right here listening to me talk to you. What I need though baby is for that big cock of yours to really stretch me out."I heard Ronnie say he would talk to Marna, but was sure he could come out on the Friday flight. He. Rather pleasurable. You let out a muffled moan as the tentacle pushes it's way into your throat, slowly and carefully sliding down. Despite the pleasurable feelings, you're still pretty scared, and the tentacle in your ass is pressing against your bladder. You feel the sudden urge to pee, but manage to hold it back. For maybe thirty seconds, anyways. The tentacle pushing down your throat and the tentacle in your ass both hit really nice spots at almost the exact same time, and you lose control,. She went from a hell of a lot to very little almost over night, but she had managed it. She had coped with it right up till the night he called her to tell her he wouldn't be home for another week. He had already been gone for three weeks and she was climbing walls waiting for him to get home that Friday. She planned on fucking him to within an inch of his life. She was going to fuck him so hard and so much that he would quit the traveling job and get one that would keep him in bed with her.