"Damn it, boy! Whatchoo think you doin'? You ain't even got that big fat log inside me!" What a dope! He was rubbing his dick on her leg thinking i...t was her pussy. No problem. The whore took care of everything. She reached down for his dick and did what Vic couldn’t do. Once she got a hold of it, there was no doubt where his big fat log was going. The smooth slinky hand of Ellaree the whore guided his dick right to where they both wanted it. What he felt then was indescribable bliss. . So in many ways I think I abandoned my cautious nature and threw myselfcompletely into my new role as a love-struck teenage girl. I saw Markevery second I possibly could, talked with him on the phone for hourswhen I couldn't be with him, and wrote him long love letters when Icouldn't talk with him. I have no idea why he didn't react badly tobeing smothered with attention like that! But when we were apart I justached to be near him again, or at least to hear his voice!I even began fantasizing. "Okay baby, I will ask our lawyer what if anything we can do to help him. I'm not promising anything but we can only ask the question."Zoe calmed down at apparently having managed to get her own way once again. The Gray's had a strangely subdued night together before retiring for the night.At the Valley County Hospital, Robbie was sitting up, continuing to sip water to try and ease his raw throat. He too was thinking about what would happen to him next. He admitted to himself that he was. " As I scraped through the last tight spot, she added, "What took you so long? I've made myself all horny thinking about finally having you to myself. Come show me how well you fuck." She gasped as I stepped into the den. There was barely enough light filtering in for her to see me. "You're not Theodore," she whispered in dismay. She pronounced his name 'The-adore'. "He was too busy bragging about his next conquest to listen to your clue," I answered nearly as quietly. "I'm going to show him.