It took three days, but she sent him an email, thanking him for his comment, complimenting him on his profile pic (a nice one he thought showing his b...re chest and abs and jeans unbuttoned). She asked if he had suggestions. They began an online friendship, sharing every feeling, fantasy, need and desire. They never exchanged full names. She knew he was nearby, but he never asked for a meet. She assumed he was married. She opened up to him.For six months, she went and did and tried everything.. He says it makes me look sexy. Do you think so, too?I've had real tits since I was twelve. Not as big as they are now, of course. My mom's got real big boobs, and she says that mine will be as big as hers some day. I hope so. My nips are already as sensitive as hers, and I can cum from people sucking on them, like she can. I don't have to touch my pussy at all.But I want to touch it anyway right now, to stay in the Zone. Do you mind? You can touch your cock if you want. I think boners are. I had always been attracted to women and I loved to watch a woman get pounded by a big cock. But after awhile I realized that when I tried to imagine the porno, I always imagined myself in place of the girl. One day, when I was sixteen, I decided to see what it felt like to be a girl. I had never tried anal before (I could never bring it up to my girlfriend) but I knew I had to try something. So I gathered all the necessary tools and went into my room. I locked my door so my mom wouldn't. But your right, a hand job would never suffice after that." She rises from the couch and stands in front of me, using her hands she nudges the wet bikini off her hips. I watch a trail of cooze stretch and snap as the cloth falls to the floor. She's freshly shaved and her glistening lips are waiting to be kissed. She reaches down and holds her self open. "See me. Peer into me." I bring myself closer to her, breathing in the aroma of her secrets, watching a tendril of juice stretch from.