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This is Bobby’s version of our call.  I have to say he is much more eloquent then I.
Kneeling in front of you Ava; I feel your fingers run through my hair and I lust for their touch.  My eyes are locked with yours.  I see your eyes dart down and I hear you laugh.  I’m painfully aware of my pounding erection.
“Say it Bobby,” you command.
My throat is dry.  “I…I can’t Ms. Ava.”
“Yes you can Bobby.  I can tell you want to.  Say it.”
I feel your fingers pull at my hair, and your other hand lifts my chin to you.  Our eyes lock.  There is no mis-understanding what you want.  And what I want.
“Ms. Ava…” I stammer.
“..please…”
“please let me suck your cock.  Please!”