000+ now!In fact her lead is overwhelming, as I lost count of all our communicationsIn two other media where we chat a lot - and often for a few hours...each dayI can say that Linker leads by at least 50.000+ - probably even over 60It is almost incredible, as we started to talk less than twenty months back!Inspiring muse for many of my stories - under about a dozen different namesI know she leads as well in the list of my tributes by stories - at least 100+I know she loves me at a least much as I. "I'm trying to tell you something about our sex life, and you don't understand?" I just don't know what you're asking me to do." she replied a little guardedly."I'm not asking you to do anything. It's simple," I continued, trying hard not to sound pissed off or exasperated. "I want to be desired, wanted, sexy... to be what I used to be with you, someone who made your pussy wet, someone who made you ache for a mouthful of me or a pussy full of me or both." I want you..." she replied."Baby, I. Minutes or moments, I’m not sure which, passed.Trish whined, “My arms hurt, Laura.”“Shut up,” I hissed, as I studied then released her right leg (had I really bit her that many times!).“Roll over. On your stomach!”So there she was, face down, hands secured behind her back, that fantastic ass; I needed another bite. So I took it. That nice meaty left cheek, just below that artistic (and, let’s face it, slightly clichéd) butterfly tattoo.I gently spread her legs apart and positioned myself. The muscles in her neck tightened, her face flushed, then her neck and chest. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her heels kicking me as she went totally rigid. "Nnnnggaaa."Her cunt muscles tried to crush my cock, tightening around my shaft as I plowed into her, deep and hard. "Cum for me!" she pleaded, "Fill my cunt with your seed!....I need it!... Jesus you're so big! ..I love it." Nnnnggghhh! Nnnnnnggghh! Nnnnnggghhhh!" I grunted as my cock poured its molten contents deep in her tight teen.