There were no outings or picnics even after several months. I started being regular on Twitter.I was in the Twitter message group of people that had E...ropean as well as American people. They used to chat about right-wing and left-wing political ideology.One of the girls was Tina who was about 29 years old from America. She was a scientist and I had personal chat with her on Twitter. I used to talk with her normally about her profession and everyday life. But as we know people in the West are. I controlled the urge to message her as per the deal, which we both have agreed upon.Two days have elapsed now. My mind was drifting away to the moments of the wild day with memories of her soft cushiony body and her continued non-stop chatter. I started to miss her more, especially her wilderness, which was never forgettable.To never forget and cherish every minute detail of the rough day with Sunethra, I began penning down our story. On the third day after the marathon, I saw a ‘Hi’ message. ”This is it! I think to myself. It’s now or never! and with a little skip of my heart, I make my move. “Do you really think so John?” I reply, fixing him with my most smouldering look, inches from his own eyes, as I bring my hands up to gently massage his forearms…For a moment I wonder whether he’s reading my signals, so I bring my arms up around his neck and tilting my head and closing my eyes, gently place my lips on his, before pulling away again to gauge his reaction. I needn’t have. She stood there with a towel wrapped around her upper torso which fell just below her pussy. Vicky did not break the rhythm of her moving back and forward on my finger. “Ohh Cathy…you got to try this…it feels sooo good” she struggled to say through moans of pleasure. “You horny fucking slut…you won’t be saying that when I fuck your ass with my hairbrush tonight” “Ohh…fuck…yes…fuck me with the brush before I go to sleep…fuck my ass Cathy… prepare it for my…our… Master” Vicky winked at me.