Phone Call To Kelly
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As he grasped his erection in what would have seemed to an observer like a death grip, he touched his testicles with his left hand. He massaged the magic spot, the spot that she had so expertly lapped on that first heavenly night, the spot that sent pleasure waves pulsing up thru his body and made his face flush and made his mind wheel.
"NOW, CUM NOW!" he roared, literally roared. Somebody in the next room at the hotel pounded on the wall a few times, but he was oblivious to it, as he thrashed about on the bed in absurd primal abandon. Nothing, no force of nature, no indignant neighbors could impede his orgasm or his pleasure therein. And Kelly, in her own room, heard his voice and obeyed. She let herself go. As one final fantastic image of her lover"s ferociously frenzied face flashed thru her mind, she gave in to the intruder in her rectum and the lustful demands of her clit/cock. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. She ground down hard on the vibrator, let out a whimper, and squeezed the tip of her clit. She exploded in orgasm and began to shoot jet after jet of girlie cum out of her cock. Her ass was singing for joy. They both devoutly believed that their throbbing cock pulses coincided exactly. Both of them were lost for some time in the dazed land of the satisfied passion.
Finally, he roused himself sufficiently back to reality to speak again.
"Love ya, baby. Daddy loves ya," he whispered hoarsely.
"Kisses, sweetie. Kiss, kiss," she whispered back.
The pathetic lovers gave each other silly kisses over the phone, before hanging up, and drifting off into peaceful slumber.
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Keywords: To, Phone, Call, Kelly,