Ohhh. Mmmm. ahhhhhh, oh fuck yes.’ Then, as quietly as they had arrived, the mystery person turned, and left.**************I woke next morning to fi...nd the sun streaming through the windows. A glance at my clock; 9:45! Far later than I usually wake up. I was still completely naked and the sun cast parallel lines of warm light across my torso. As my brain whirred into first gear, I half-recalled that vision of loveliness in my doorway in the night. Was it a dream?But moments later, I sat bolt. And right now I wanted to hear everything that was being said.I nodded to Mags to indicate she could talk now. The PC screen still showed Jolanda's webcam window, her chair and room in sight but no Jolanda to be seen."Hello there," said Mags in a voice I hadn't heard her use before. "Please come back to the screen."A moment's pause later came Jolanda's hand in the screen, reaching for her headset. She put it on but remained out of the screen, so we only heard her voice with a slightly static. Having almost an honest eight I can tell you there were inches to go before hitting "balls deep" for but I'm not complaining. It didn't seem so much like fucking a pussy as much as it seemed like putting on a pussy. She worked evenings and got out of at midnight. First off despite being a tiny little girl she had no problem taking charge. The usual affair was she would slip into bed straddling me in the 69 position. Being the sport I am I was usually hard and ready for a nice long round of. “Do you really want him to get me pregnant?” I asked. “Well we're not saying that exactly, I guess we just assumed that you two were really together, and not just hooking up we guess,” Gabriela replied. They really were disappointed, I guess they really were expecting me to say I was pregnant. “Well, we're getting really close, but we'll see where things go I guess,” Brett replied. “OK then, well how did this start then?” Gabriela asked. I was a little embarrassed honestly, I mean I just asked.