Mostly the TV or the wall. One night when he sent me a picture of his TV, I noticed he was enjoying some gay porn. I had had a few drinks so we were l...ughing back and forth about it. This is the moment it all started. “You should definitely send me a picture of your dick!”, he said. ‘Haha, you are fucking crazy!”, I replied. All it took was a few more suggestions of him wanting to see a picture of my cock for him to jerk off to. Next thing I knew I was sending pictures of my dick, raging boner,. But, I think when I go home to Russia, it will end and we probably will not see each other again. Until then, though, I hope you will want to keep seeing me.”“Tatyana Ivanovna, I very much enjoy being with you! And I enjoy making love with you and you make me feel very good. And yes, we can keep seeing each other. We both acknowledge the situation and neither of us is foolish enough to expect things to change.”“Good. And, even though it is extremely unlikely, things could change. I will not. She wiggled her panties down and slipped a finger into herself, to find her puss to nearly dripping. “What is wrong with me?” she thought to herself. With her curiosity over her husband’s visitor running amuck, she had never made it to the closet to store her boyfriend-toy away. Still standing in front of the clothes washer, she picked up her toy from the top of the drier and turned it on. When she placed it at the top of her clitoris, she started having orgasms immediately. Two, three, four,. I kissed her shoulder licked her neck as my hands played with her boobs and one around her back held her close to me.now I shifted my lips on to her boobs trying to suck it thru her blouse bite her nipples above it.she screamed nooooooo..while pulling at my hairs try ing to pull my lips away from her boobs. But she seemed feeble against my lust. i then picked her up in my arms and took her to the bed room, she tried to get off while she kicked her legs in a futile manner..as I reached her.