Several times he suggested that he come over for a morning rendezvous. His point was, morning orgasms are the best kind. There was no doubt in her min...d that during several of these calls he not only had a stiff penis, but almost certainly wound up ejaculating fair quantities of cum towards the end of the call or shortly thereafter.It had probably been a year or more since she last heard from him. Video calls, being a rather new technology, had not been very common until the last year or two.. “Nnn! I love what you do for me, oh you’re so good to me so good for me!” Leila’s sex talk was delusional. She was trying to snake her way into his affections, making out as if this were something more than what it was. “Oh, mmm, I love your cock Nathan.” “Yea, that’s all you love, cunt, is the cock,” he said as he pounded her. “No,” she answered. “No, it’s more. You’re so good, so good, nnnn. Cum for me, I want you to cum inside me,” she implored. “Why, why inside you?” he asked, never. Finally, he takes his arms andputs them around me, giving me a hug and I feel hisrough hands going under my shirt and rubbing my backfrom the top of my pants to the strap of my bra.I feel it building and my fingers move faster and theystart to hurt and cramp but I grit my teeth and keep atit. My husband slides his hands down and under mypants, gripping my ass, kneading it. I start humping myhand, feeling it drag across my clit. It gets almostpainfully intense and yet I continue. I feel like. ..no answer..."Hello?" no answer.It's only sugar, I've been in your kitchen 1,000 times. You definitely wont mind. I walk in "Hello" as I walk though the kitchen and stick my head in the living room. The TV is on, the wine bottle is empty and your wife is passed out on the couch. You've told me before that you have come home from work more than once to find her dead to the world due to the occasional afternoon wine.I move a little closer..."Mary...Mary, can you hear me?" I kinda hope she.