I came across a name called Reena. We chatted for some time. It was just a formal ‘Hi, Hello, ASL Please,’ kind of thing to start with. We chatted...for around an hour or so. She said she lives in Gujarat and visits her relatives a few times a year. This continued for a few weeks.Then she gave me her number. I was totally excited and scared of talking to her. We then exchanged a few messages and finally, I decided to call her. I was scared to the hell before I called her. She took enough time to. What do you think?"Steven lowered his defenses. He felt the fear contained in Jennifer's voice. He sought to comfort her if he could. It was wrong of Tracy to set her up with such dread expectations. Perhaps Tracy wished to limit their success."I had an experience before I started going with Tracy. It was nice, I think, for both of us."Steven continued, "It won't necessarily hurt. It might, a little. I can't say for sure, but I think that it depends on the individual. Forget about the drinking,. I cried and cried for how long I don’t know till I gradually fell asleep. I don’t know how long i slept when a knocking at the door woke me up. I got up and slowly opened the door. It was my mother. She got inside the room and closed the door behind her and looked at me. I looked down on the floor, ashamed. I was still bare bodied and was wearing the shorts. She held my hand and took me to the bed and made me sit. She sat beside me. I could not look into her eyes. I began to cry. She suddenly. Really can't wait. It's an incredible sight and my dick is hurting now. I hear people approaching. She is gone and clearly working towards an orgasm. I quickly move against her. Our lips find each other. 'Get a room', we hear shouts behind us. When the steps grow faint, she suddenly turns me around facing the street. Before I know it, she unzips my pants and pulls out my dick. I close my eyes and enjoy her strokes. Wow, this is one of my fantasies. I used to do it from my window but never.