She went down even further, below my navel and while pressing in one place, as I was watching her face, she suddenly showed a shocked look. She asked ...does it hurt here" and "do you feel any lump". I did not feel anything wrong so I said no. "I need to check this further" she said and she cleared the dining table and asked me to lie on it. I did as told, a little worried now. She pulled up my tshirt and pressed, hard this time. Enough to be painful to anyone. I said it felt a little. Eat well for three days I became sick. But not able to stop talking with her. I addicted to her. One day I found one of her pics in quora with another name. So I just made a little dig.Then I found whatever she sends, her private pics are in some sex sites. So I felt that I got cheated. I got angry and showed my anger in messages. I blocked her in hangouts. But she kept on messaging me. After one day I thought to hear from her and unblocked her.She told me that the pics are her friend’s pics. His wife then said “hi”, she has got a beautiful voice. I said, “Hello ma’am”, then blah blah. Then after a few seconds, the husband asked me about my cock size. I said it’s 8”. He said it’s not bad, then he asked how long I last on the bed. I replied 20 – 22 minutes easily. He said ok. I heard the giggle in the background of his wife.Then he asked If I can send a picture to him. I send them a picture of my cock to them, at that time it was not fully erected. They liked the picture and. 'ok' i said. She filled the glass under the tap and then took a sip, ' so did you have fun tonight?' i said, thinking what a stupid thing to say. 'well i might have had more fun here with you' she said smiling.I was now buzzing with the moment, the moment when you know that there is a connection, that you know that you are going to become so close to that person that it will be special. She was still wearing her black dress, i moved closer to her, and she moved in, and we kissed, she put the.