"Hello Foxy!" He called cheerfully down the phone.
"Hello John. I thought you'd never ring me ever again." She told him, sounding all hurt.
"Well yes, it was a pity we fell out, after all these years, but then when you asked me in a text message the other day, what it would take for me to talk to you again, I couldn't resist telling you to, just talk dirty!
She giggled softy into the phone and went on, "Well here I am, ready to talk."
"Dirty?"
"Oh yeah." She laughed. "If you like?"
"So what have you been doing, since we last talked? Have you been getting up to your thoroughly naughty ways? Getting perfectly pleasured on every conceivable opportunity? Shagged to a standstill? Are you even walking with a positive limp perhaps? Has dirty Dave still been calling around for his Sunday sessions?"
She gave another of her wicked laughs, followed by a long silence.
"I'll take that as a definite yes then?" He told her. " And what about the little slut who helps you with the horses," he went on. "Have you and her been kneeling on your bed and letting Dave go from one hot horny hole to another? Bring one of you off then plowing into the other. On and on till you all can't stand?" She cleared her throat nervously but still did not answer him.
"Tell me, when he first brought her to your place, was she already broken in, well mannered and easily to ride, or did you make her sit and watch, until she couldn't stand it any longer, and start begging to let her join in the fun?"
There was another dirty giggle from Foxy, well more of a snigger this time, but still no answer from her one way or the other, regarding her latest sexual activities.
"When they arrive on the Sundays, are you already for them? Stripped off, waiting behind the door, naked, with your pussy panting, all wet and wanton? Have you been playing sticky finger for the past hour, as you waited on tender hooks, watching out the window for their car? All sexed up for a good shagging?"
"I have my housecoat on." She told him abruptly, finally breaking her silence. Trying to normalize her behavior with the fact that although she was indeed naked, the housecoat gave her just that veneer of decency while eagerly waiting for her Sunday shagging.
"Right! So then do you help the little slut to undress while dirty Dave watches you?" There was a long pause, before she simply admitted, "yes!"
"I bet he likes to watch you?"
"Yeah." She agreed, thinking about how Dave would urge her on to strip the girl quickly, so that he could watch them play together.
"And what about photos. Dose he take photos?"
"Sometimes."
"What about playing girlie games, do you do those for Dave?"
"Yes, that too!" She blurted out, annoyed at having to admit to it all like this.
"I bet you do. I bet you put on a lovely horny display of eating the slut's little kitty. Did you teach her how to do that?
"No!" She paused, and then added, "She already knew about that kind of thing. She was very experienced when Dave first brought her to my place. I was amazed. She seemed to have started quite young, and been at it for ages."
"What about sharing you with his friends?" John wanted to know.
She thought for a few moments, and then asked.
"Me, you mean?"
"No Foxy, you and the slut. Did he bring any friends to play with you both?"
"Once or twice, a couple of his buddies came round." She told him hesitantly, almost reluctantly.
"And the three of them fucked both of you?"
"Yes."
"Did they take turns, or all of them together?"
"I believe they did me all at the same time one or twice." She told him sniggering. Sending pictures of her kneeling and taking it like the good girl she was, flashing through his mind. Almost hearing her grunting like a bitch on heat as she got serviced almost to the point of, beyond the call of duty.
"You were really well and truly fucked then my Foxy friend?"
She laughed dirtily again and said she had been very well fucked, adding that all her holes had been filled beautifully.
"Now that is something that I would love to have seen." He laughed. "I'd love to see you get a good seeing to, spunk everywhere."
She sniggered some more and he felt her starting to relax now. She said how it had been too long since he had seen to her. She asked him if he remembered the last time he flagged her car down into his driveway? Getting her drive around the back of his house before taking he into an outbuilding and fucking her hard. Puling down her pants and making her bend over as she supported herself against the wall of the building and letting him fuck her fast and furiously, before anyone discovered them.
