Kyle listened, breathing a sigh of relief as Jennifer moaned into the phone. He'd considered this the most likely outcome, but there were always outside chances Jennifer might resist temptation long enough to burn him. Of course, his cock was rock hard in his jeans, and he almost regretted that she hadn't messed with him...Truth be told, this was really his fantasy. But he couldn't give everything up for sexual pleasure...So he'd watch her do it.
"You never could get enough cock, so I'll give you one of your very own. But I'll be 'nice'...I'll let you tell me what kind of cock you want, Jennifer. I'll list a few options, but ultimately, you're the freak here, and I want to see what kind of choices you'll make."
Jennifer was barely able to talk, just mumbling, "Fuuuuuck," over and over.
"I'll take it you like that? Well, here are your options:"