My nipples are aching and erect. “Look at yourself in the mirror and touch your breasts, slowly.” I do as he asks; holding the phone in one hand, ...he other slowly touching the pale skin of my breasts, and feeling my nipples stiffen. “Your nipples are all hard aren’t they, Jen? Imagine I’m there with my hands squeezing and pressing your tits, and then my tongue tip on your left and right nipples. You’d love that wouldn’t you, dirty little slut?” I can’t lie to him, and tell him I’d love that.. I love licking into your slit with my tongue. And Daddy just sitting here writing this too you is making my pussy wet and wanting. I love it when Daddy says “I need to fuck my girl” and I lie down and spread my legs especially for you. You always slide yourself in so gently, as if it’s our very first time. The pure bliss as you start to ever so slowly slide in and out of my tight cunt enjoying every single thrust into me. When your balls slap on my arse and your thrusting gets faster I. Then he grabbed her arm, yanked her against him, and his mouth crushed down on hers. His hand cupped the back of her neck firmly, the kiss hot and hungry, wild and demanding. It lasted only seconds, but the simmering between her legs erupted into blazing heat.Roughly, he spun her around, planted his hands on her hips to yank her back against his groin. His hard cock pressed burning hot against her lower back. His lips traced over the back of her neck, biting at the tender flesh on the side one. She asked me where my seat was, walked back, and settled down on the one to one side seats facing each other. Damn, I wanted to give my ex-girlfriend a normal hug just to pretend that I had moved on. The sight of the mangalsutra kept me in proper senses.Talking to one’s ex as if nothing happened is an art only woman can master. We started with the standard how are you? Your family? Your job? etc etc about each other.I had quit the thought of love/marriage after the breakup and been mostly a.