Then I feel something wet touch my pussy. I realize that it is a tongue. It licks me with deep long strokes that make me moan. My heart rate increases..., both from fear and lust. Then something touches my mouth and is forced in. I gag at first but then I get accustom to it.“Suck it bitch,” said a voice in a growl like way.I reluctantly obey. I really didn’t have a choice. I started to suck on the cock inside my mouth. A beastly moan fills my ears. I feel the cock start to throb inside mouth. The. A couple of the guys were quite interesting.This message was from one of those guys. He was particularly articulate, and had written several stories for her. That was especially fun, to have someone writing pornographic stories starring you! His stories were well crafted, although the ideas weren't terribly original. And he had a tendency to idolize you, waxing romantic in his letters, sometimes more romantic than you were entirely comfortable with. But his letters were always flirtatious. I met Phil online while i cruised one day and we chatted for many weeks. We shared the same fantasies and turn ons. He lived close by which surprised me. He was mid 40s, married with c***dren. His wife had been I'll and so he wasn't getting any sex. He was polite and we often spoke very explicitly and he usually stroked his hard cock as he talked dirty. We exchanged pics and he was rather attractive and well built. A little taller than me and had what looked like a gorgeous 7 or 8 inch cut. ‘she knew this was going to happen what a dirty big sister I had’ . then I started slowly, starting at the bottom I licked up her slit then pushed my tongue a little deeper and did it again. She tasted so sweet. I did that for a couple of minutes then went to her clit and started massaging it between my lips. That was it she started squirming then arched her back and moaned really loudly and I felt her juices gush out into my mouth.“fuck D that was amazing”“good”I went back up to her my body on.