Leslie was very wet and I was certain that it was someone else's c*m and not, as she tried to tell me, her own juices. The one thing I did know for sure is whatever had happened at the party that night, it had turned Leslie into a s*x maniac. Our s*x life was usually limited to three or four times a week and then usually only one time, but that night she would not leave me alone. As soon as we got into the bedroom she pulled me to the bed and we did it with our clothes still on. When I came we undressed and she sucked me hard again, pushed me back on the bed and mounted me. I came the second time and she went to work on me again. The more she f****d me, the more I had to know what had happened to her at the party, and the only way I was going to find that out was call the number that Sylvi
