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“You serious?” she asked.

“What do you mean? Yes, I’m serious. Take your panties off.”

“They’re off.” She filled me in.

“I love the way you listen to your man.”

“What does he want me to do now?”

“Stick two of your fingers in your mouth, get them real wet, then slide them over your clit real slow.”

“OK,” she whispered in a voice so low I almost couldn’t hear her.

Her breathing shuddered, indicating that she had done what I asked of her.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Speed up a little bit, but keep circling that fat, pretty clit for me.”

“OK, baby,” she moaned.

“You know I know what you like.”

“Mmhm, I know you do.”

“Put two fingers in your pussy and imagine my dick is sliding in that tight, wet pussy.”

“Quinton?” she whispered.

“You sound so good, beautiful. What is it?”

“This is OK, but it’s nothing like you,” she declared.

“Tell me what you want from me, baby,” I instructed.

“I want you to put your hands around my throat and fuck me until I cum all over your dick like you did before.”

“I got you, baby. Put the phone down there and let me hear how wet that pussy is.”

I closed my eyes as I listened to the sound of Shiloh playing in my new favorite place. I was about ready to teleport back to her house.

“I’m about to cum, Quinton.”

“Save it for me,” I ordered.

“But I’m almost there.”

“I know, baby. Just wait. It’ll be so much better after the anticipation.”

“I’ll try.”

“You can do it, baby. I know you can. What time do you drop the boys off in the morning?”

“Five.”

“Come straight here after you drop them off. I need you in my bed, Shiloh. Can I have that?”