Lauren pushed the now dozing Sam off of her and she swayed her way between my knees. As her tongue flicked out to collect the large drop of precum I turned on my phone. Lauren's tongue arched as she brought it back into her mouth, a small reservoir of precum on her tongue and a long sticky tendril leading back to my throbbing cock. I used my free hand to push her down. As she swallowed me I hit the contact labeled 'Bitch' and my phone started ringing. Lauren was gagging slightly, not used to having someone of my length buried in her throat, after about thirty seconds I let her up to take a couple of breaths, then she went down again, dutifully sucking. My phone stopped ringing and a frightened voice answered,
"Hello?"
"Meet me at...ooooh...Meet me at 125 East London Ave in an hour. Bring three of your favorite sex toys."
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Great work! Some of the best writing I've seen on this site. Keep it going!
Great continuation
Keep it goin, let your imagination run free
Has he completely forgotten about Amy?
What the fuck?
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