Running down the memory lane I used to chat regularly on line on yahoo and it is there where I met this lady Sonia who was from Jaipur, she was 30 yrs... that time married, we started off with a regular chat and then got friendly online and started chatting regularly, it become an addiction for us, we used to chat for nearly 6 to 7 hrs daily, if it was not net then it was thru text messages, one day I proposed to her saying that I have began liking her and dream about her all day, she laughed and. The woman tend not to begrudge theirspouses looking because they know I am no threat, more like a visualtreat for the holidays. Jessie stands chatting with some of her collegefriends, reliving the past, her arms entwined with her latest boy toy,Billy, whose large cock gives her immense pleasure, but who is a littledim for much conversation. I've gotten used to these men, although itis still humiliating when I have to kneel to warm her pussy up with mytongue and lips for their large cocks. Also,. Just like the memories of hers that I experienced.” I held up my right arm. My side was sore but nothing like what Linda really felt the night it happened.Linda looked down and saw the mark. Her fingers traced the edges of the red, tender area. “I felt what you felt when my sister ... I’m sorry you had to go through this.”“What happened?” Dalton asked.I looked at Dalton. “Miles Gantry tried to kill Linda, to make it look like a B&E gone wrong.” Then I looked at Linda with a small smile. “But. I thought everything about her was sexy. I would masturbate night after night with visions of Kristy dancing in my brain. Other boys would try to get their dad’s Playboy magazine, but I only needed Kristy and my own imagination. Kristy’s best friend was Eva-Jane. They say opposites attract. Well they must because these two girls were like opposites. Eva-Jane was blond and blue eyed to Kristy’s black hair and black eyes. Kristy was petite. Eva-Jane had filled out much sooner than other girls and.