Maybe she is a stranger who has inexplicably taken a liking to me, an attractive face in the crowd. Maybe I remind her of someone. Maybe I am a totall... random choice. My therapist tells me this is the most likely possibility, though I am not so sure. Sometimes I think she isn’t even real. Why do I say that?Even though I've never heard her speak, other than her whispered urgency when she says, “Bend me over,” or “Fuck me now,” I know what her normal speaking voice sounds like. I know what her. Me: Deepti tum bhi na buddhu ho. Saari mein pasand hai iska matlab ye thodi hai ki sab kuch cover karke pehnoge. Na isme qamar dikh rahi na, na navel aur na cleavage.DB: Theek hai to next pic dekhkar behosh to nahi ho jayega na?Me: Bhejo do. Behosh to unko karunga agar pasand aa gayi toh.She sent another pic of her in white top and blue denim shorts which ended around one feet above her knees.DB: Kaisi lagi?Me(jokingly): Ye to aapko bhi bhulwa dengi.DB: Toh rehne do.Me: Arey mazak kar raha hu. You feel it softly pulsing with each throb, as you inhale, a faint trembling breath. I hungrily kiss my way up, along your neck to find you waiting mouth. We firmly and hungrily kiss each other, moaning at the tastes of our lover's lips. You tremble and pant as I kiss your lower lip and gently bite it, letting my teeth slide along as I pull my mouth away. I put a hand behind your head and pull you into a ferocious kiss. You instinctively try to reach behind my head to pull me harder against. I laid her on bed and caught her buttocks. I saw a clean shaved pussy. It was fully wet. I kept my finger on her mountain.. Slowly cared.. She was moaning in high voice.. I put ma middle finger inside aahh… it was so wet and hot pool… she was struggling.. I fucked her with finger. I kept my tong on that.. Slowly licked pussy lips. She pressed ma head against it.. Slowly put tong inside…licked her clitoris.. She had her orgasm.. She told me to come over her.. We were in missionary position. She.