I don't mind being called Ted." So as not to infringe my daughter's prerogative, perhaps I'll call you Ted, at least for now. Would you call me Margar...t, please?"Now, you're probably thinking, 'WTF or, what's going on here?' I don't know why; perhaps it's just that she reminded me so forcefully of Rose-Marie, but I felt I trusted her on the spot. Not that I only took her on trust, mind you, but I was certainly willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. There was nothing abrasive or arrogant. She was sliding up and down on my length, her breathing matched mine as our bodies became one. Our bodies moving in unison. Six months of built up tension was racing towards the tip of my cock, my release was coming, a release that this time no would stop. Every sense and nerve in my body seemed to be directed to my cock, directed to Jenny’s pussy as she bounced on my cock. Her hips were grinding down on my lap, her body was sliding up and down at a quicker pace, then as she let out a loud. "Maxie, how delightful of you to call," Warner said sarcastically. "I don't care what you think that crazy Driscol bitch is gonna do. No way is she gonna do it tonight. Have you seen this fucking snow? What happened to the guy tailing her?" He laughed at Max's profanity laced reply. "Keep your skirt on, retard. If it makes you happy, I'll go patrol. But Mitch is gonna owe me big. This weather isn't fit for man or beast or even you, Maxie ... yeah, fuck you too. Night, night. Kisses."After. The sensation as I gently squeezed my firm breast almostdistracted me from the shock of finding an empty crotch, my dainty newfingers probing my soft labia and finding my moist pussy waiting. I slipped afinger gently inside and heard my new voice for the first time as I gaspedout loud. I realised I had heard that voice before, the woman I had heardbegging to be fucked was me!Marilyn's voice snapped me out of my erotic memories."Good morning, Sophie. I see you're enjoying your new urges" I.