Okay. I'll call. I'll call. I'll make sure he calls I promise. How's Patti? Of course. Yeah. You should be proud. Tell her hi. Love you. Talk to you l...ater. Bye."Temptation brought his finger to stroke buttons until her face filled the cell phone screen. High cheekbones looked higher from her crooked drunken smile, her soft pale skin subtly tinged with red, her wry eyes a quarter hooded by wrinkled lids contained a subdued glint, the surface slightly matted by an alcoholic haze, her complex eye. And then it happens – what she has been waiting for. What she has been meticulously obeying his every command for. Her reward.“Good girl.”The words make her heart explode in her chest and she glows with pride, knowing that getting her to submit when she is reluctant to do so is his favourite sexual act. And that parting her pussy for him to see better wasn’t a command – it was of HER offering, despite her humiliation. And that pleased him.Her fingers find her clit, and she rubs it in little. She let out a moan of approval at the size. Then Lucy was helping Bryan with her own shorts, both of them struggling to push the denim down over her peachy bottom. When they did come down though Bryan stared wide-eyed at the sight that confronted him. Lucy’s underwear wasn’t sexy lingerie. It had obviously been picked for comfort, not seduction. They were classic briefs, the fabric hugging and supporting her ass, but they were all white and decorated with colorful polka dots. The innocence of. The pre-cum was sweet as I remembered. Feeling him sigh as I licked his sweet spot, I felt proud knowing I am the reason for his throbbing hard on. I popped the head into my mouth and took about 5 of his 8 inches. I worked my tongue on his most sensitive spot, firmly and quickly, while working his boxers all the way off. He moaned repeatedly, as his whole body tensed up.I did not bob my head at all, I just kept working my tongue as fast as I could. He was oozing cum, and I wanted it all. Just.