There were two girls who had even became my girl friends for a while (and one serious one at that) whom I had met online. Going back to my true story ...�� So slowly I started diverting our chat to naughty things, flirting with her, making references to sex. I think she got the hint but was pretending to be innocent. After few days, I can't remember exactly how as this was two years back we ended up having cyber sex.Must say I was very hard and masturbated myself during the chat explaining to her. You hear the sound of whipped cream coming from a can as it touches you breasts covering them. I start at the nipple and work my way out. After one breast is done I move to the next doing the same.Moving down I leave a trail down your stomach making my way to your pussy. Once there I cover your exposed womanhood with the sweet whipped cream. Not finished yet I reach for something and you feel me place something on each nipple and then your pussy. Moving towards your mouth I gently press. The extra point tied things up. There was a minute left-and then overtime.Then the Pats got a break-Kasay kicked the kickoff out of bounds. So, the Pats got the ball at their own 40. They had a minute to go 60 yards for a TD-or about 40 to get into Vinatieri's field goal range. Of course, he'd missed a couple already. I'd rather see the TD.The Patriots got a first down-but then Troy Brown got called for offensive pass interference. That pushed them back ten yards. Brown redeemed himself with a. He worried the little nub with his teeth and she bucked up against his chin. Sliding two fingers into her slick channel, he also took one more lick at her clit. ‘Ohhhh….’ she moaned, her breath coming unevenly. Relenting, he knelt between her legs and positioned himself. ‘Baby,’ he said. ‘You know what to do.’ With a moan, she bucked her hips up, impaling herself on him. ‘Oh yeah,’ he said softly. He moved efficiently, watching her face. She shut her eyes, giving herself to the feeling.