Except I was naked and hard, and I had every reason to believe she was talking to me in the nude also. Well, not much.” God damn voice. Laser smooth as a matter of fact. Nothing at all? “My mom always told me to call you Mrs. I was completely enjoying the conversation, and that last sigh caused a little involuntary expulsion of pre-cum into my boxers. “O.K.” she said, sounding almost meek, taken aback by the sudden shift. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie. “I’m glad, everybody needs to be nice and tucked in, I always say.”
“I agree completely!” Then of course, out comes that little voice of mine, telling me to say things I probably should not. “Yayyy!” I joked. “I’m here.” I practically jump out of my boxers and go right up to Debbie, who had been very cooperative, and was on all fours with her glorious ass and pussy facing the door. “Of course. Isaacs, I’m so hard. Oh god, don’t make me say that, you damn little voice. And of course, that little voice I
