She thanked Danielle and headed to the office that she and Todd had been using. Sarah opened the door to find a woman standing over several tablets st...udying the schematic diagrams for the field generator. She appeared to be in her mid-thirties with long black hair and dressed in a fashionable jumpsuit with a thick black belt round it."Hello, I'm Sarah McIntyre," she said to get the woman's attention. "You were looking for me?"The woman stood up straight and turned to look at Sarah. "Miss. Don't say anything. Just listen." Everything is quiet on your side of the line. I smile. "Good. Now, if I ask you something, it will be a yes or no answer. If you want to say yes, press a number once. If you want to say no, press a number twice. Got it? Press a number once if you understand." Beep "Mmm. Good boy. Now that we have established the rules here, should we get started?" Beep "I miss you. A lot. I miss your cock inside of me. I miss everything about it. I miss the way it gets so hard. All of my grandparents are dead. So is my mother and step-father. I’ve two half-sisters I love, they live with their father’s sister but I can’t see them because it upsets them to be reminded of their parents’ deaths. I used to live with my father, step-mother, and their two sons. That’s all my birth kin. I’ve two blood brothers and families in Saudi Arabia. A couple of dozen of family by choice in Saudi Arabia, Iran, and Iraq. When I visit them I eat at the family table and not the guests’. Her breasts were flushed, her nipples erect, her hips and belly moving. There was a little wind across the set, just stirring the hem of the chiffon undergown… good. The birds were really loud now, deafening. Suddenly Sharon was back with us. ‘Three minutes, guys… You OK, Kyle? Need fluffed?’ To my amazement, I did. Sharon knelt down and started to nibble at my flaccid cock, dipping her tongue into the opening in my foreskin, scratching her fingernails across the underside of my balls..