I watched Marisawriggle and squirm as John's tongue probed her mouth and hishands wandered all over her helpless body. By now I knew shewould be feeli...ng like the tarty little girl that she is andwondering just how many men were in the room, waiting theirturn.John unbuttoned his trousers and got out his erect cock. UntyingMarisa's right hand he put it on his cock. She held it timidlyas one might hold a hamster or a gerbil. "She's not up to muchis she." he said. "She will be", I replied grabbing. From there, I tailed her, varying my distance, turning my fog lamps on or off while out of sight on corners or whatever to change how the car looked in her mirrors.She lived in a none-too-prosperous apartment block a couple of miles away; 'Shit, ' I thought, 'no chance they don't have cameras.' I pulled on a hoodie and a ball cap, which made me look like a convenience store robber. Ah, well. I shoved some stuff in a couple of plastic bags and carried them inside -- that got me through the. And what had wakened her? The radio alarm at the bedside showed it was just after one a.m. She couldn't have been in bed very long.She was still puzzling about these things when she heard the sound. At first she thought it came from outside. Then it came again. And she knew it was inside the house. And she realised it was human. Very human! Primitively human!'Oh! Oh God! Ohhh!' The sound of woman's voice was louder. Most of the sounds were too indistinct to make out words. Much of it was. "Is this phone sex?" I teased her. "If I drive all the way over, you damn well better or I'll make you." I teased her more and waited for her to reply."What will you do to me? Fuck me like your whore? Or, you could tie me up, then fuck me!" Chantal moaned, this time I could tell she was rubbing her pussy. "I want you in my hot pussy so bad, Daddy." I could hear a little whimper in her voice."Oh baby, I want in you just as bad!" I replied, thinking of all the nights I had dreamt of making her my.