What?! From whom?Me: Well, there is a story about you on a website called Indian Sex Stories.Jaanvi: About me on Indian Sex Stories?Me: Yes.Jaanvi: Oh...My God! What is it about?Me: It is about the way you treat your clients when they come on a private chat with you and how you make love with them online.Jaanvi: What is the name the person had used?Me: Of course, Jaanvi. That’s why I told you that I heard a lot about you.Jaanvi: Fine. Hope people would like it and not judge me.Me: You should not. Yeah, I know what you mean. Do you like the feel of my fuck-me pumps being dragged all over you down there?” “Sure do dear.” “Ray.” “Yeah?” “That’s the first time you ever called me dear, do you know that?” “No, but I do like calling you dear." “Really?” “Yes Andrea, really.” “Thank you so much for that, Ray. I never really knew things would work out this nice for us, did you?” “Yes, I had an idea, after I saw you that Tuesday afternoon and took you for a bike ride,. You so liked it, I. My eyes were closed and I could only feel the sensation of floating. The only thing I could hear was the voice. I felt wonderful. The voice talked and I listened. But it was like some other part of me was paying attention. I was just floating. I wished it would never end.I was floating in space and far away there was a distant sun. I could feel the warmth of the sun on my face and hands as I watched it in the darkness of space. A voice told me the sun was moving farther away and I saw it. We both slide our fingers along the slick folds of our slits, pushing little by little deeper into the awaiting honey pot.Our kiss becomes more passionate, the lust we feel for one another is overwhelming and we thrust our fingers deep in into each other's honey pot.Simultaneously we gasp and moan as we kiss. Heather takes her other hand and rolls my nipple between her middle and forefingers. I gasp at the feeling as our kiss becomes more passionate, tongues entwined. We then take turns kissing.