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"Why can't we?" Brock Morrison stopped kissing her long enough to ask. "The girls wont be home for hours yet."
Betty forcefully jerked Brock's right hand from between her thighs and clamped her dimpled knees together. "I told you," she reminded him petulantly. "I told you when you came in that Carl would be calling soon-he might call any minute now."
"Fuck Carl," Brock argued, trying vainly to force her thighs apart, "he's halfway across the country, in Chicago. He sure as hell can't see what we're doing over the telephone. Come on, baby, please, I've been dying for your
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"Why can't we?" Brock Morrison stopped kissing her long enough to ask. "The girls wont be home for hours yet."

Betty forcefully jerked Brock's right hand from between her thighs and clamped her dimpled knees together. "I told you," she reminded him petulantly. "I told you when you came in that Carl would be calling soon-he might call any minute now."

"Fuck Carl," Brock argued, trying vainly to force her thighs apart, "he's halfway across the country, in Chicago. He sure as hell can't see what we're doing over the telephone. Come on, baby, please, I've been dying for your sweet snatch all day. You told me to wait until the girls went back to school from lunch, and we'd fuck for the rest of the afternoon. Come on, I promise to stop when the telephone rings."

"No, darling. I'm just as hot as you are; my pussy is on fire. But we can't-we can't-you know how crazy you make me. You know how fast and hard you make me come. There's no way I could pull myself together to answer the telephone. It's 3:00 p.m., Chicago time, and Carl said they would wind up the reading of the will shortly after noon. He's going to call me immediately when they leave the lawyers' office. That money is too important to both of us to blow it just because you can't wait a few minutes to get your nuts off."