Tracy hears her phone ring suddenly. Blinking a bit she is remembering what a phone is it appears.
Confusion slips to realization with a smile.

She grabs her pink cell phone and flips its open to answer. 'Was that phone with polka-dots?'

"Yes, Tracy here.... Yeah. .... No, we have not seen anyone .... You say he came to the back? Nope, no one came." She looks to you with a sly smile on her face. "I guess some other girl just poached him, he is likely already sucked up some girls butt being turned to a turd at this point. .... Yeah it seems to be happening a lot..... Well, can I talk to you later? Yeah, the delivery came. .... Oh I bet I get the largest turd this week again. This mud meat is going to get me a good grade and fill my ass and tits out nicely!.... Nope, I am sure he is not the one you were expecting." A wicked grin on her face with each advancing comment.....

She is about to hang up then another call comes in.

"...Yeah, really?...... Amy just nabbed a run away! That lucky girl. How can someone so cruel get so many guys up her rump!... What? It was three guys and she just shoved one after the other into her ass!! THAT PIG!.... NO WAY! .... really all three at once?!....." She sits there for a bit listening and giggling and chats a bit, more gossip occurs and seems lost in her world....

Another call rings in.... she keeps this up for hours.... You sit there almost wishing she just suck you up her butt cheeks rather then listen to all the girl talk and bubble gum madness! Listening to a bubble brain like hers is just torture!!!!!

You squirm in anguish at the droning perky voice.

Suddenly your attention is snapped to when she kicks a leg up and starts to play with it as if she were hand jobbing a cock! It occurs to you she is rubbing some oil or lotion on her soft skin. She then repeats on the other leg.... Then you bulge when you see her play with her crotch, mindless of your presence... All you can do is softly moan and squirm in anguish. Not able to touch, forced to listen to giggling chatter, and knowing eventually that crotch is your last place alive soon. That is if she remember to eat you.

You begin to wonder if she forgot you're sitting there hanging nude, oiled and ready for her ass....

Then she flips her phone shut, bites her lower lip playfully, looks right at your rod.... "Hmmm... now what was I doing?" Then she tosses her phone over to a pile of soft teddy bears.... gets up and heads your way... You rod twitches in the wind of fate before it....