I placed both my hands on the back of her head helping her up and down and at times forcing her further down on it. Taking my cock out of her mouth sh... slapped it against her lips and teasing it by putting it back in and taking it out again each time it would make a popping sound. “So how’s that cock feeling now Baby”? I couldn’t hardly say a word but somehow found away, “It would feel much better if it was pounding away in the pussy”. In an instant she took off the booty shorts and wife. I said that I wished I could see her too… I had a sudden idea. I asked her if her laptop was in her knapsack. When she said yes, I spent some time installing and activating an App that would allow us to see and talk over our computers. Her on-line name was “Chunky Monkey” (she laughed at that) and I was “SB neighbor” (SB meaning Secret Boyfriend). Jessi told him that she couldn’t wait to try it that night.It was about 11 o’clock when he got the call. Jessi was talking softly so he turned up. After what seemed like hours of perfecting the image of the perfect girlon the screen above him, Mo finally reached the point where could nolonger imagine even a single thing he wanted to improve. She was a tallbrunette with hair that was easy to manage and could be arranged intojust about any hairstyle. She had boobs the perfect size for his largehands, an athletic body in perfect health, and long legs that would lookgreat in a miniskirt and high heels. She was a dancer and a goodhousewife. I've since been told that Aiden was a top swimmer in high school and college, I could tell he still has that swimmers physique despite him wearing clothes.I was not wearing clothes, just standing there in a speedo with my swimming goggles in hand. A little weird but nobody seemed to think anything of it. Aiden and I chatted a little, he asked me how my swimming was, if I could do all the strokes. My usual training swim is two kilometers in a little under forty minutes. Sometimes I swim further,.