MilkFountain
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You're right I waited, have little or no idea what she was thinking, but I wanted her period to come. It did. . . . but after he called. Two sentences in, I told him, truthfully, that I didn't know where she was at the moment. Although I noticed that he was a little taken aback that I answered the phone, we ended up telling each other how the experience was for us. He didn't say it, but I was sure he wanted to see her again. To put him out of his misery and because the conversation made me realize how much watching them had turned me on, on impulse I told him to call any time he felt that horny again. I said something kind of weak like that I'd ask her and if she liked, I'd arrange it. I know, it was kind of chicken. But he did call, just the next day, and she happened to be with me, and without a word, I handed the phone to her. I watched her face. She disappeared from me into being with him as she talked. I could see that. I whispered in her free ear to invite him if she really wanted to, and that I wanted a word with him. She asked him if he liked fish because she was preparing that this evening, they said some other things and then, me motioning, she handed me the phone and left the room. I said I'd feel more comfortable if she chose to make love with him again if he'd wear a condom or cum on her instead of in her. He said he understood. He came over that evening, flowers for her, which she loved, and because we'd discussed favorite foods that first evening and I'd said how much we both liked chocolate, he brought a really big, a size I hadn't seen before, a bar of Toblerone.
You're right I waited, have little or no idea what she was thinking, but I wanted her period to come. It did. . . . but after he called. Two sentences in, I told him, truthfully, that I didn't know where she was at the moment. Although I noticed that he was a little taken aback that I answered the phone, we ended up telling each other how the experience was for us. He didn't say it, but I was sure he wanted to see her again. To put him out of his misery and because the conversation made me realize how much watching them had turned me on, on impulse I told him to call any time he felt that horny again. I said something kind of weak like that I'd ask her and if she liked, I'd arrange it. I know, it was kind of chicken. But he did call, just the next day, and she happened to be with me, and without a word, I handed the phone to her. I watched her face. She disappeared from me into being with him as she talked. I could see that. I whispered in her free ear to invite him if she really wanted to, and that I wanted a word with him. She asked him if he liked fish because she was preparing that this evening, they said some other things and then, me motioning, she handed me the phone and left the room. I said I'd feel more comfortable if she chose to make love with him again if he'd wear a condom or cum on her instead of in her. He said he understood. He came over that evening, flowers for her, which she loved, and because we'd discussed favorite foods that first evening and I'd said how much we both liked chocolate, he brought a really big, a size I hadn't seen before, a bar of Toblerone.
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