Louise was so near to sensual unconsciousness that she knew only that her frantic prayers were somehow -- mysteriously -- beginning to be answered.She...was dimly aware of the hands on her gyrating hips working their way so eagerly over her rounded buttocks to resume the lewd task she had begun on her own -- of massaging her pink, blood-inflated clitoris, of stroking heatedly in and out of the inflamed walls of her passion- drenched cunt. It was like an obscene dream. Perhaps it was all still. Real feelings! Friends always warn about chat, saying don’t get fantasy mixed up with reality. Well, our feelings were real, very real… sensing one’s reaction to the written word before the reply appeared on the screen. Soon the chats escalated to ‘cyber’, the internet answer to sex. But for us it wasn’t sex, it was lovemaking. Wonderful lovemaking, so full of emotion and caring and sharing and love. Such intensity of feelings that one would believe impossible by such a ‘remote’ connection. The. “I was feeling a little hot, earlier,” I admitted. “I was hoping to loosen my clothes when I came in here, the collar I managed, but the buttons at the back...”I knew at once I had said the wrong thing, why had I admitted that, her response was instant, her hand slid down my spine and I felt myself shudder, but not as I had expected with disgust, but with something akin to excitement, even pleasure.“Let me help you,” she whispered, he usually annoying voice deepening to a husky purr. “I. Grace was tried and said she was just going to stay in bed and wait for David to make it back. She thanks me for being gentlemen and d for allowing her to do what she needs to do that night. Grace smiled that great smile and said that we could maybe get together after the baby was born. She wanted to make sure that great cock of mine didn’t go away for long. I kissed her on the forehead and told her Thanks for the great time and I would up to meeting anytime she was up for it. I stepped out.