I nodded in bliss. “Will you exercise patience and obscurity, as we discussed?” “Yes, Maitena. I promise,” I told her vehemently. “Anything,... anything at all.” “Well then,” she said as she wrapped her hands in my hair, “I believe we have an accord. But know this. If you defy me in any way, your last four days will seem like fairy floss at the park compared to what I will do to you.” She used her grip in my hair to force me onto my knees before tipping my head back to look up at her. I could. Tears rolling down her face as I savagely fuck her, as she has never before experienced. She looks between her swaying breasts to her widely splayed legs to see the massively thick cock appear, then disappear, appear, then disappear into her pussy with loud squishing noises, fluid spraying from around the massive shaft with each stroke, fluid coursing down her pussy and rolling off her exposed clit. Even with all the precum lubrication, the pain from the massively thick and long cock in her. Got me turned on and horny. Sorry if it's gross. It's just what it is."Amanda looked at her and said, "Really? Just like that? My step-dad and mom were fucking and you got horny? So you decided after my mom went to work, you were gonna suck my step-dad's dick?"I looked at Amanda, and said, "I'm a horny guy. A good looking teenage girl wants to fuck me. What do you expect me to say? No? I'm sorry, that wasn't going to happen."I'd managed while this conversation was going on to cover myself up. I learned that a person could talk for thirty minutes for free but after that, your number was charged an exorbitant rate per minute. I spoke with local women who called into these chat lines -- women talked for free -- and within a few days after I burned through the thirty-minute limit not only on my home number but on all the rollover numbers at the office where I worked.I was 'working late' to meet a deadline, masturbating on the office floor with women who like me enjoyed chatting while.