It was Carl. “Hey Josh?” “Yeah?” “Are you still at home or are you on your way over?” “I’m still at home” I replied, wondering if ...he was about to demand I get over now. “Cool, as you come over can you stop by my house? I left my wallet and my iPod there.” “I don’t know if listening to your iPod is allowed as a poker face” I replied, grabbing my keys and wallet. “Nah, its for Adam’s dock, he’s only got shit music on his.” “Alright I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes” “Cool” “Oh, and another. I'd begun to wonder. So I asked her about that, even going so far as to asking her how often she did.It was indeed one of the few times she actually looked a bit embarrassed at the question, but then honestly answered it, bringing me some measure of relief at least in once and for all, dispelling the myth that I was some sort of sexual monster."Usually, two, three times a week, depending on my mood," she'd honestly told me. "Though again, I do so to help me get to sleep for the most part,. Take her with you. She doesn’t like to be away from you if you are nearby. If she is with you, I don’t have to worry about her.”The Pixie and Agent Summers agreed to go to one of my penthouses a few blocks from the meeting location I was about to have with the labor union bosses hounding the women making the pedal-less bikes. It was more to have a place close to get Desi if things got nasty.Agent Summers could also use it as her reason why she didn’t answer her phone when the FBI did their. Maaro do meri, choodo mughe.. Chood chood ke apni randi bana do.. She told me where and when to go slow and when to go fast. She asked me to finger fuck her pussy with one hand and with other finger fuck her asshole while I lick her clitoris. I didn’t knew that girl that look so cute can be such a devil. She kept on asking me to go fast and I did and when she came she just held my held in her pussy with her thighs. I thought I was gonna suffocate but I didn’t. She then asked me to cover her and.