He paused and then asked with in incredulous tone, "Are you about to cum?"
I flung it back, "excuse me?"
"You know what I mean, you are frigging yourself and you are just about to cum, aren't you?" He chided
I almost choked, and then breathlessly replied, "Why do you ask?"
He was very cool with his answer, "Hey babe, you called me. I've got a handful of meat that I would love to stuff in your hot pussy. In fact ever since you called I've had him out and he is ready to blow. The only thing better would be to have your pussy doing the stroking. Gawd I'd love to be fucking you right now."
That's all it took for me to go over the edge as I came. I couldn't speak, but the noises I made conveyed the message more deftly than any spoken word. |