My gmail is again logged back in, but this time she pulls a chair and sits behind the monitor. I feel safe. We start on general topics and start going...personal, when she asks me if I have any girlfriend? I told her no. So she replies back that is the reason you surf the net, for all these dirty stuff. I got in the mood and get back to her…Why is it dirty? You are married, don’t you have sex with your husband, did you ever think at that point of time that it’s dirty? She again replies back, He. Pehele toh unhone mana hi kar diya. Daatne lag gayi. Maine thoda request kiya toh phir chaata bhi maar diya.Yahi sab kehne hum maa bete hai tum aisa soch bhi kaise sakte ho. Aur saaf mana kar diya. Uske baad mujhe laga shayed kahi dad ko na bata de. Par thank god nahi bataya. Toh maine bhi kuch din baad phir baat karne ki sochi.Waise toh woh mana hi kar rahi par.Par pata nahi mujhe achanak see kya hua. Maine iss bar kmar haath rakh diya himmat krke. Phir unko kash pakad liya. Aur eye contact. Laura looked at him and then his hand as he removed it from her now heaving breasts. She said nothing but allowed herself a wry smile. Then she looked away. Tom turned slightly and let his hand fall back to his side as he continued to fondle Laura’s pussy. Though there was not much he could do under the circumstances. He was surprised when Laura let out a short sharp gasp. Her eyes opened wide, her mouth fell open and then she smiled at Tom. She was trying her best to look around her without. I smiled back and said "oh was that all?" Then you started undoing your belt and opened up your pants, your bulge sticking out hard. You started grabbing your cock and rubbing it. Now my head is spinning, and I'm getting really hot. "Take it out" I said quietly and you did instantly. Your cock was so hard! "Now show me" I said and you started stroking. I let out a deep breath that I didn't know that I was holding in. I watched you move your hand up and down your cock and I was getting.