He extracted his laptop from the bag and opened it, and then he connected to the internet. He opened a browser and navigated the mouse pointer to the ...address bar. His heart beat gradually increased as his fingers slowly worked on the keyboard. He looked around to make sure that he was alone and no window was open before checking the address he had typed.Amit clicked the left mouse button and the Delhi Sex Chat site opened on the screen making his eyes grow wide with excitement. His heart. I continued our conversation.Me – “I only remember me playing with you. (and she looked at me questioning) Ok I mean, you play with me when I was around five years old. I don’t remember what happened before that. How did you play with me when I was younger than that.”Di – “I think Mom already told that”Me – “Of course she did. But I wanted to know it in detail”She started to think, remembering those events for a while.Di – “Hmmm, I was like most other girls. I was pretending to be your mother. As she got to the bar door she turned and gave me the dirtiest look I have ever seen.I had to have her tonight. I finished my drink, made my excuses - something about having a headache - and left. Her house was 10 minutes walk from the bar and by the time I got to her door I was already semi hard. I raised my hand to knock on the door, as I did it swung open and there she was in the little black dress that clung to her petite tight little frame so perfectly. The look in her eyes made my cock. "You sure know how to wake up a girl or at least how to wake me up."She gave me few more kisses while still laying spread legged with her arms straight our from her side, "Wow, from a very sweet dream to absolute mind numbing orgasm in ten seconds flat."We rolled to our sides so I could get my weight off her. Smiling at her, "It was a lot longer than ten seconds. I sucked on you for a couple of minutes after you stuck that delicious thing in my mouth." That's in my dream. I was nursing a baby,.