On that phone there could only be one caller so I rushed through to the kitchen to answer it.“Tony?” My voice was eager, breathless.“Hi Penny,�...� Tony’s voice was anxious, uncertain. “Are you okay?”“Of course I’m not okay; my husband’s left me! Didn’t you get my messages?” I demanded.“Sorry,” his voice was shaky. “I was... a bit tied up. I was out. I left my phone at home.”I should have asked who he was out with but I was too anxious to tell him what had happened; to give him the god news that. Of course, because I was still inside her my own flavours would be added more to the wonderful cocktail. Although thoughts and feelings and emotions were merging and combining it wasn't as if we were becoming one entity - we could still actively communicate with each other. ”I love the feel of having a prick. No wonder you men think you rule the world with these hard in front of you. It's so... potente? Potent! Powerful! And I love that you are so strong!" the Contessa actively squealed. The. Not in miles, but in attitude it was a million miles away. West End was poor rednecks, but they all worked at something it seemed. Very few of the poor people in the projects had jobs. I didn't even want to know what most of them did for money. I just wanted to know that they kept it away from my part of town.I followed the directions from the GPS lady. She knew what she was doing alright. She led me to the parking lot of Big Al's Pawn Shop without a single misstep. Big Als was a converted. I can't recall how many times I came… I seemed tobe having one orgasm after another.Marcus purred in my ear that he really couldn't hold out any longer and did I want him to cumoutside my cunt or shoot his load up my love tunnel. As much as I wanted to drink his juice, Ialso wanted to be able to milk every last drop out of his balls as I rippled my cunt walls onhis throbbing cock."Cum inside me Marcus, do it NOW MARCUS!!!.”FUCK!!!!!!, we both came so hard.Marcus shot a huge load up my cunt and.