"I'm not like other women."
"What do you mean?"
I didn't really get to find out at that point, as she began to type in a fury and her messages came fast, one after another.
"Mmmm, baby, I want to kiss you so bad . . ."
"Oh please, you know I do too, Miss."
"We would roll our tongues around in each other's mouths, we embrace, hold each other tight."
"I feel your luscious breasts laying against my chest."
"I would set you down on a chair, as I started to dance in front of you, slowly, seductively. I begin to strip off my blouse, and you can see my tits fall out in front of you."
"I take your tits and massage them with my hands, taking the right one and licking around the nipple with my tongue, sucking the nipple into my mouth and playing with it in my mouth, as I gently roll and cup the other."
"Mmmm, you are so good baby."
"I run my tongue around your breast in circles, between your tits, everywhere."
"I push you back against the chair, and I run my leg up your thighs until I brush against your cock still inside your pants."
"When you touch me, I moan softly in response . . ."
"I begin to strip off my skirt, doing a lapdance in front of you, do you like that?"
"Yes Miss, I do, please don't stop."
"I am in nothing but my panties, and I stop and lean down in front of you and stare into your eyes. I undo your belt and strip off your pants, then tell you to take off your underwear."
"I do as you say, taking off my underwear and sitting back into the seat. My cock jumps out, throbbing and hard."
"Such a good boy. Mmmmm, you have a nice cock. A nice, boyish young cock. I lean into you between your legs and start to suck on it. Licking my tongue all around your cock and balls."
"Unnnghh, I groan and put my hands lightly on your head." As we chatted, I furiously started stroking my cock in front of the computer.
