" Okay." Elaine glanced down and found her knees locked tightly together and felt herself squeezing inside. Her chest shuddered as she tried to breath..., her rock-hard nipples quivering as her breasts trembled. As the heat rose in her cheeks all over again, she prised her knees apart. She had to concentrate.Gary was typing again. "Elaine, it's occurred to me on occasions during our chats, to call you something other than 'Elaine'. I like your name. It's strong when said firmly, and flows like. Twenty min..." Linda's tongue found her nipple and Cassi gasped. "Uh, better make that forty-five minutes." She smiled as she flipped the phone closed. "You do make it difficult don't you?" Not difficult," teased Linda. "Just interesting." She lay back spreading her legs and writhing her naked body for Cassi's approval. "Now, where were we?" I think we were using the Star Trek method," giggled Cassi."The Star Trek method?" Yeah, we were both going where no one has gone before." Oh, I wouldn't. His cost to fuck me was a brand new sewing machine and not a cheap one either. I got a Deluxe Singer sewing machine that would last me the rest of my life. I felt much better afterwards but I had a big discussion as to whether or not I was a prostitute. My mother told me that all women were prostitutes in one way or another. If your date takes you out to eat and to a movie you generally reward him with sex afterwards. If you want an expensive dress you offer your husband something special in. I would pick her up the from station, she would spend a night at our house. Then we would go to my mama’s house for a night, then back to my house.Then she’s off too Bihar.Since our childhood we have not seen much of each other, except for family function or some get together, for the obvious reasons of distance. But her frequent visits changed the status quo. Now we were more accustomed to each other, at least when we meet aur talked occasionally. So, this time also I went to pick her up at.