We talked just as freely for hours on the phone as we had by email or messenger. I remember when he rang me. It was just after I’d given him my numb...r. It had lay there ringing and I didn’t know what to do! Of course I wanted to answer it but I couldn’t make my hand move! It rang for ages until I felt myself sliding the top up and pressing it to my ear. ‘He-llo?’ I’d asked. I could hear myself stuttering and knew I sounded like a berk. ‘Hey honey, its James!’ I heard him say. His voice was. Turning my face, I see your body standing so closely I can smell your need. I watch your panties sliding off your hips to expose your bare, slick, swollen lips! Like a brazen whore, you slip onto my desk in front of me and placing your feet onto the arms of my chair, spread you long legs, letting your petals falling apart to reveal your pink petals, dripping and oozing sweet cream from them. You lean back and begin moving your hips in your all too familiar "I need to be fucked!" way that you. There would be silence for maybe a minute and then she would release her breath in a slow controlled gasp. Then I heard another sound that I was unable to identify. It was a rhythmic sound coming from her side of the room. It seemed muffled and then I realized it was coming from under her covers."What on earth is she doing?"I slowly turned in my bed and strained me ears and eyes to try to figure out what she was doing there in the dark. I was able to just make out her shape on the bed. Her. When I touched the head of my cock against her tight puckered little anus, she went wild, struggling aganist my grip with renewed vigour as she screamed, " OOOOOHHHH! NNNNNNOOOO! PLEASE NNNNNOOOO!" Well, no better time than the present. I lined my hard rod up nicely and leaned in hard, pressing the swollen bulbous head against the resisting ring. Her entire body tensed, in an effort to resist the coming impalement with all her might. I was experienced enough to know that I would win this.