Mary: She’s the most chill person I've ever meet, she just doesn't give a fuck about most problems and lives super relaxed. She has a loooong black ...air, the softest one I have touched. She's always wearing jeans; or mega-tight or mega-loose, there's no middle point. So, it was winter break and we made plans for a horror movies night. My parents left the house for some days, so it was at my home. We made a lot of food and american snacks, and they brought a lot of alcohol. I don't drink, i. ..... but like humans do it, sometimes. If there had been anybody else close they would know from the sounds exactly what we were doing; Fucking like there was no tomorrow. “Keep that going just like that. It’s beginning to do the trick; how far off are you?” she murmured. “Any time you want... tell me and I can make it happen for you.” “OK go for it, I am not far off.” As she told me she was panting and grabbing her nipples with her fingers. I lifted my pace and began to really fuck her hard.. You are real, and we discuss any number of things, not always sexual. I do react to your words, my body reacts to your words. Therefore, there is a factor of reality in every chat. Do you imagine what I am doing? Do you see me playing with my hair? Do you imagine me naked when I tell you I am still in bed? In your mind, are you watching my fingers caress my breasts, circling my nipples, pinching them, pulling them, and rolling them between my fingers? I try not to imagine you in your car or. I rose late next morning. Mom was already up and she had cooked the breakfast. When I reached kitchen, she was getting readied for running the washing machine. She looked fresh.I greeted her and pulled a chair. “Finish your breakfast and help me with this machine.” She pointed towards the pile of laundry lying in a tub outside the kitchen. “We have a lot of dirty clothes today.”“What happened?” I asked casually.“I don’t know, but today I found some strange stains on my clothes in the closet.”.