Page 35 of Giving It to the Enemy

Pipe:What’s wrong with a horror?

Elena:Blood, gore, grossness, and yuck. If you want sex, then no horror. A thriller maybe, not something super romantic. I don’t want you to feel inept.

Pipe:Oh, Elena, sweet pussy Elena. Your pussy is tighter than any other bitch, and your tits bounce when you ride me.

Elena: I’m horny, and wet.

Pipe:I’ll take care of you when I see you, I promise.

Elena:I’m alone and in the toilet. I can take care of myself.

The cell phone dialed, and Elena smiled as she answered.

“What’s the matter, baby?” she asked, sliding her fingers through her slit.

“Are you touching your sweet cunt?”

“Yes. I’m so wet for you, Pipe. I wish you were here while I was touching myself.”

“I wish I was there. I’ll take care of that. Push a finger inside your pussy.”

She did as he ordered, and moaned.

“It feels so good.”

“Touch your clit. Keep your fingers inside your pussy, and use your thumb.”

She stroked her clit, and gasped as her pussy tightened around her fingers. Her arousal increased, and she needed him inside her.

“I’m alone now, baby, and I’ve got my dick in my hand.”

“Are you imagining it’s me touching you?”

“Hell, yeah. Are you going to touch me tonight?”

“Yes. I’m going to make you beg,” she said, growing in confidence for his touch.

“Fuck, baby, I can’t wait to get my hands on your body, and you’ll give yourself to me, won’t you?”

“Yes. I’ll give you everything, Pipe.”

“Come for me.”

She came at his command, exploding, and panting as her orgasm rushed over her. Her orgasm was amazing, but it wasn’t anything like the touch of Pipe.

Coming down from the high, she told him she missed him and that she’d talk to him soon.

When she hung up, she rested her head against the toilet wall. She was getting in deep with this man, and it was scaring her a little. The thought of not seeing him again tore her up inside. She couldn’t be without him.

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