Alone in my bedroom, I jerked as I imagined her nude curves. I couldn't recall the last time I m*********d like that; I could select any attractive lady and f**k her brains out. Since seeing Arcadia... My c**k is monogamous and I can't f**k anybody else.
“Who?” I speak into the phone with a King William’s voice. I feel like Batman juggling two personas, one that brings Arcadia with my c**k and another with words.
“I've been... waiting for your call,” she purrs, warming my c**k. Tenting my trousers against the sofa is difficult.
“What? Kitten. You've been f*****g other men while taking my calls,” I add, resting my feet on the coffee table and rubbing my groin. I have to question her about...me. The other line is silent for a few seconds.
“Yes, sir...” “I thought about you all night,” s
