Pick up my still steaming mug and bring it inside. I sit down back at my computer, open a blank page, and put fingers to keyboard to record my thought.... My writing is interrupted- Knock knock knock then my phone vibrates in my pocket, sending shivers down my leg. 'Knock knock knock' it read. I open the door and there she stands, her face damp. It wasn't raining and her eyes were red, fresh from crying. "Well come inside" I said, trying to sound warm and comforting, then remembering she also. I was somewhat relieved to see no instant message waiting for me, though I was logged on to the site in anticipation of there soon being one. Everything was ready, all I could do now was sit quietly and wait for Naughty Time to finally contact me.Even though I was expecting it, I was still startled when I heard the familiar ding.Naughty time: "You there?"I responded back almost immediately. Home Alone: "With bated breath!"Naughty time: "LOL, with mastur-bated breath?" she had typed."Doing that. After taking a deep breath I take my right hand and as softly as possible I place it outside of her nightgown on her left breast. There was no response from her so I proceed to put my hand inside her nightgown and feel her pleasantly soft tit in my hand. My heart racing even faster now! With my left hand I start stroking my cockA few minutes later I take my hand off her left breast and move it to her right breast. She made no mevement what-so-ever so I decide to pull both her titties out. God. We dined - we laughed - we spoke of serious things. Both coming from very large families, we compared notes and experiences. What a tremendous time. The miles clicked by as the train did not stop for a considerable distance. I told Michaela that I'd never connected with one so young, yet become immersed in the depth of her heart and soul. So many late teens/early 20s act in such a young, immature manner. I complimented her on her bearing, all the while sneaking peaks of her young, slight.
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