” Ey…..krishna are you there..?. I said yes and we talked a lot about many things. I asked her about how the sexual procedures were going on in be...ween male and female. She told me a detailed description of the real sex.At some times I asked ” is this happened for her..?. She smiled. Once I asked whether her husband fucked her in the ass. Her reply was negative. Once they had tried that but couldn’t finish it because of the pain. Then I agreed that I dreamt about her. Then she told good night. If I didn't say enough, she'd be crushed immediately. Damn!So I just stood there staring for a moment, scrambling for the right words."Do you like them?" she asked me. Her eyes pleaded with me for assurance, for validation.In the end, I didn't say anything at all. I just walked up, took her in my arms and kissed her. I kissed her deeply and passionately, opening her lips with my tongue and finding hers, touching hers with mine, tasting her, sharing my taste with her in return. She trembled in. "No, not yet at least. I was so much older that she is though, and mine was a special case. This is different." Shirley was worried that she'd end up growing too tall for anyone to ever love her. I'm trying to show her that she's wrong, and that it's more than height that matters. Right now, she doesn't seem as worried about her growing taller than me. She knows from you how hard it might be for her, because of how tall she is. It's been worrying her a lot, and she's read all those books of. She put her head back and held me tighter to her breasts as she shook hard and moaned out loud. I could smell her arousal even more now, then I slipped a hand between her legs and felt the wetness dripping down the inside of her thigh. She stepped back as I brought my fingers to my lips and tasted her sweet honey. She stood there staring at me with a look of lust and want in her eyes. I thought damn those eyes would be awesome looking up at me while she was giving me head. She shuddered.