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"Carolyn! I can't take this!" "Then come over and stick it in my cunt and my mouth. I want to eat your cock, Alan!" The line was silent. "Alan, I have two of my fingers in my pussy and its getting so wet! Please come and fuck me!" There was a deep sigh on the other end of the phone and then Alan cleared his throat. "I can't do it," he told her. "I'm sorry, Carolyn. I just can't take the roller-coaster ride!" Carolyn swore under her breath as she hung up the phone and opened the drawer of her nightstand. Inside was a girl's best friend - her vibrator with a tube of flavored lubricant. She turned it on and pressed it to her clitoris. With the other hand, she picked up the phone and dialed again. Connie's voice was barely audible. "This is Carolyn. I'm sorry I woke you up, Connie, but I just had to talk to you." "Carolyn?" The woman on the other end was instantly awake. "It's all right. I was just sleeping. Is anything wrong?" Connie asked. "I guess not. It's just ... ever since I was with you and Don, I keep waking up in the middle of the night. It's sort of weird." "Guilty conscience?" Connie asked. "You've got to be kidding! Just the opposite. I know we don't know each other all that well, but you and Don really turned me on, Connie. I don't know what to do about it." Connie chuckled softly and Carolyn could hear her stirring in the bedclothes. "I have to go to work in the morning, or I would suggest getting together right now. I usually don't go one on one with a woman, but there are always exceptions to every rule," Connie told her. "That would be great," Carolyn sighed. "I'm like that, too, but it was different with you. I don't know why it's affected me like this, but it has." "Maybe it was Don. He has that kind of effect on people. How long have you known him?" Connie asked. "We work together. Actually, we never dated before. Last night was sort of an experiment, I guess. Wow!" "Maybe we can do it again sometime," Connie murmured and yawned into the phone. "Do you mean that?" "Sure," Connie answered and yawned once more. "Call me tomorrow." Carolyn said goodbye and hung up the phone, running the humming vibrator over her clitoris until she felt the familiar rush of her orgasm building. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on the memory of Connie's fleshy thighs against her cheek and the taste of her pussy as wave after wave on sensation washed over her. The two of them, she knew, had only scratched the tip of the iceberg of passion!

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