Till now I thought that I was chatting to a guy. But then I realized that she is a girl and asked her details. By the way, this chat happened in Telug...u but here I am writing in English which will be easy to understand for all.Pooja: Not now I’ll tell you later.Me: Then what’s your age and what do you do?Pooja: I am 29 and working in an MNC.Me: Oh then what you like most in my story and why you messaged me?Pooja: I liked the entire story which you have posted. I messaged just to know you.Me: So. "That's it Bud, That's it" It hit me, My God it was Bud, the fucking Boss. She went on "if you are a real good boy, I will arrange this once a week, no more fake cocks for you, only the real thing for my baby" She reached down and started to jack him off real fast.She asked him "are you close baby? Do you like it baby? Are you ready to shoot?" Bud was loud; his moaning was beyond simple moans. She jerked her hand away and pulled back. I swear I heard his asshole snap shut. She moved away from. The head hitting her tongue had made his balls ache and tighten. After only moments of this, he’d pulled back. He’d stroked his cock quickly as his orgasm took him, cum shooting out all over those luscious mounds of flesh. He smiled to himself remembering that moment.His thoughts snapped back to the present. Almost six months ago their lives had changed completely with the arrival of their bundle of joy. How things had changed between them in that short space of time. Even though he knew how. She goes on, “I give Abbie so much credit for being as open about herself as she does. She really seems to have an ‘accept me for who I am or just move along’ attitude, which is good, but what it must cost her inside when others confront her or jeer at her.”Phoebe continues on this thread, “I know even for us, being together there is so much stigma both for two women being together, but also the agism, considering the gap between us. But my dear, I would not want it any other way. You are my.