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Dolore Dolce
Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories
earlier than right now." "Oh please, think nothing of it, Gil. I can't tell you how relieved I am that you're okay. You had me very worried." "I promised to call you and say good night, so, good night, sweet Rebecca. I will let you go, it's late." She bit her lip and smiled, "Well, it's not that late. I can stay up a bit longer, only if you want me too, that is?" "Of course I want you to. I have been trying to imagine how ravishing you must look." "I do look rather ravishing, now that you mention it," she giggled. "Those giggle of yours, Rebecca. They make me forget I'm a gentleman," I softly growled in to the phone. She stretched out on her bed and spread her legs, "That growl in your voice, Gil, makes me wish you would forget that you're a gentleman," she panted and slid her hand over her belly. "Be careful what you wish for, Rebecca," I cautioned her. "What would you do if you were with me right now, Gil?" she panted. I grinned to myself and replied, "The gentleman in me, would tuck you safely in bed and kiss you good night. I’d watch over you as you drifted off to sleep. Then a team of wild horses would have to drag me away from you." Rebecca slid her hand to her pussy and gently caressed her throbbing clit. "That's very sweet of you, Gil. You don’t know how much I would love that," she panted. She bit her lip, rubbed her clit harder and asked, "And the not so gentlemanly Gil, what would he do?" "Are you sure you want to know that, Rebecca?" I cautioned her. She pinched ...