" "Very well, Gregory take your seat." she said. Mouse looked at me wide-eyed and made his way to his desk. "When new students arrive we traditionally...have them introduce themselves." Mrs. Jones said. "What do you wanna know, I'm an open book." I said with a smile. "Where are you from?" She asked. "We moved here from Rheinland-Pflaz it's a province in Germany." I said."You speak excellent English." she said. "I am an American, my father was stationed at Ramstein Air Base. We lived in a house. There is another choice, I think. Maybe that is the path I will choose. The third option. I open a message window on the site where I have met my friend, and I begin to write to her. I choose my words carefully. Not to write a story for her enjoyment. Not this time. But to bring her into my world for a moment. To have her join in my thoughts and in the process. I write to her, and I feel myself getting hard again, as I write these words to her: “We’ve never met. At least not in person. You are. .that's it...that's the plan....now get ya arse on this table, and spread they slut legs. Aarrgghh. That's fucking ace...by ya sum gurrrl."Lesley was sitting on his table with her feet propped up and her legs spread wide. The open crotch panties exposed her very wet pussy and he licked his lips vigously and struggled down onto his knees. His cock was obviously giving him discomfort, but as he was not in total control, his normally rational control mechanism was totally out of kilter and he. Humari Dosti ko 10 din ho gaye the,ab humara riste me har baat ko lekar baat-sit hone lagi,sawal-sawal me usna muje kaha tum apna sex kaise control karte ho.maine sach me bataya kabhi-kabhi koi girlfriend/bhabhi mil hi jati hai,unhse sex karke kaam chalta hai,maine bhi pucha tum kaya kartu ho,wo jawab ke liye thodi der chup rahi. fir mere kandhe pe sar rakh kar boli dear 2 saal se sex ke liye tadap rahi hu,lekin ab jakar tum muje pasand aaye ho,kya tum muje pyar karonge,kahkar mujse lipat gayi.