He said. We stood quietly for a second then he spoke again. Do you hear that? It sounded like a phone ringing. He said. I dont know. I thought I might... have heard something but I dont know. I answered. We took a few more steps and he stopped again. This time I did hear it to. We looked at each other in agreement that we both heard it this time. We walked further down the road and the sound seemed to grow louder. We turned a corner and there was the source of the sound. A payphone on the corner. I glared at it for twenty seconds, and then I brought my right hand to it. "May I bring my talking lips to the pair of lips you have down here?" I pondered, rubbing her slit."You think eating me out is taking it slow?" Well," I muttered, glancing back at her. "You already love me, so it should be easy to say 'Yes.', Joy." You're right," she pointed out before she kissed me. "I do love you, so yes, you, pain in my ass," she groaned, lying down. "Stick your tongue into my twat."She spread out her. “Slow down, Imogen, and listen to me. You’ll come soon enough. Make the right choice here, and the rest of the evening’s going to go well for you. But you need to be smart.” His fingertips brushed her cheek. “I need you to help me out.”She stared into his eyes, fraught with defeated orgasm. “Help you out with what?”Placing both hands on her hips now, he moved her gently, so that they were both continually aware of the friction between cock-shaft and cunt. “I need you to be my partner in crime. You know I’ll swallow every drop, I always do. I’d keep sucking and licking you until you can't take anymore. I know you, you’d watch me swallow then pull from my mouth and drag me to my feet wouldn’t you? Hmm, come over babe and show me how you want me, bent over the bed, or flat on my back? Oh god, would you pull me up to sit on your tongue again? Your tongue drives me insane, the way you flutter over my sensitive clit and push your fingers into me makes me squirm and moan just to remember it.