#58414 - the phone rings and I answer it, of course it is Dwayne. I open my mouth and flick my tongue over the tip tasting the sticky precum that has accumulated there, and moan, “Mmmmm!” I then lick down the shaft lapping up the drips that are oozing down your cock. What shall we do?” John threw the covers back, smirks, and growls, “You know damn well what I want to do! Now, remove that damn nightie of yours, I don’t know why you wear it to begin with, it never stays on you! I’m going to bury this cock so deep in that pussy of yours that you will see stars!” I throw the nightie on the floor, lie on my back, spread my legs, and point a finger at him.