Still, I found my body trembling at the sound of Jeff's voice and the description of what he was doing.Still, I found my body trembling at the sound of Jeff's voice and the description of what he was doing. "You are? Really? Ummmm, I remember your dick, Jeff. Is it big and hard?", I asked hotly. "Its soooo big and hard, Julia. I'm thinking about your cunt and how wet it was every time I fucked it. You never got dry for even a moment and you just fucked and fucked. You were so wonderful!" His voice was so soft and sensuous. He was very excited judging by the trembling quality of his speech. The Italian guy on the screen was now using both hands on his dick, one over the top of the other, much like he was holding a baseball bat. There was still several inches showing between the tip of its head and his upper hand. What a cock! "I love cocks, Jeff. I love to suck them and fuck them. I need cocks so much sometimes!!", I moaned. "You're a slut, aren't you, Julia?", he barely breathed into the receiver. "Yesssss, Gawd YES!! I am a slut Jeff. A cock hungry slut. Just a hole for dicks!!" Jeff was grunting now, deep into his own masturbation. I was flying, going out of my mind with passion from the events of the morning. I was so turned on that I was almost afraid to come, afraid of the intensity that might accompany my orgasm. |