Sophia looks very concerned is this Julia's/Ellie's fault.
Or way outside the box, Bennet texted her,could be the twist in the story.
Damn! You nailed it again Old Dog.
On the way to the gym:
With the two sisters conversation about the days plans now concluded. Only silence is heard. Amidst the pause, silence is broken by a chime. Sophia looks down at her phone. A Text. Oh no, not him (she thinks to herself). Sophia's once jovial mood is now replaced with immense irritation.
Reluctantly she opens the text. And there it is....In all of it's fully engorged glory....Bennet's "Woman Satisfier". For a moment Sophia stares in awe at the sight before her, jarred only by the caption she reads below it. In shame Sophia quickly closes her screen. She glances over at Patricia. Patricia's eyes remain focused on the road ahead.
A slight sense of relief gently washes over Sophia's mind. (I am so glad she did not see that, Sophia thinks to herself). Sophia's attention now shifts toward the passenger side window. Visions of buildings, cars, passerbys, and daylight begin to blur and then fade into obscure blackness. Through the darkness an image begins to emerge. Now fading into to full view. There it is again, Bennet's "Earth Mover".
Memories of the previous night begin to flood Sophia's mind, She can almost feel Bennet's manhood still imprinted upon her foot. Her thighs begin to moisten, her mind drifts further away. Now fully encapsulated in erotic bliss, a faint voice is heard, echoing the same words over and over. The Voice now resounding louder. It rings familiar. Now fully recognizable and uttering the captions she read only moments ago, that sly, smooth, cunning, and confident voice of Bennet, speaking the words "In Through The Out Door"
It echoes again, now in a more domineering tone "In Through The Out Door". Sophia sinks further into her car seat. The throbbing in her bosom begins to hasten. A lump forms in her throat. Her face reflects a look of deep concern and an even deeper sense of arousal. A wave of heat cascades over her body as pressure builds between her folds. Moisture trickles down her thighs as her loins begin to quiver. A subtle moan escapes her lips. Aah. Suddenly Sophia regains her senses. She looks down fully expecting to find that her fingers had ventured down below, but to her dismay, the fingers that now embraced her Sweet mound of honey were not her own.
She glances over at Patricia. A sinister yet lecherous smirk dances across Patricia's face, and.........
Anyway, that is what is happening in the preview picture below. And thanks to me and Old Dog, now you all know.
