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The sound of his voice, his breathing as he approaches his orgasm is still so fresh in mind. Hearing him cum when we are chatting sends me over the edge and I find it so difficult to control myself. He loves it when I loose control, and I slide over that edge for him, sometimes repeatedly. He is such an amazing lover, amazing friend to me. Our connection so sincere, so real, so lovely. I truly cannot get enough of him. We met on Lush a few years ago now. Our friendship always special right from the start. We just seemed to connect with each other. About two years ago we took our friendship off Lush. We started to text each other, talk on the phone, share our lives with each other. Since then, there has been no one else for me, or him either I don’t think. There is no comparison to him. The attraction, friendship, connection we share, both sexually and non, is so amazing, It is truly hard to put into words to describe. He is my man now. My one and only. My thoughts drift back to the night before. Like most nights, we had chatted on and off throughout the day, priming each other for our night time ritual. To go a night without him is rare. “Come to bed with me Mack,” I text him. “Mm mm yes, Heather. Meet you there in travesti istanbul fifteen minutes,” he replies. I smile and my body ignites for him. I undress and wait in bed for him. “Hello sexy lady,” I read on my phone. His simple text sending jolts straight down to my pussy. “Hello my sexy man,” I reply. “What are you wearing Heather?” “Nothing Mack, I am naked for you.” I smile as I hit send, knowing this will send his body raging. Naked is how we always like it now. Since the first time we chatted naked, it has to be this way. “What are you wearing Mack?” “Just my boxers Heather,” he replies. “I think you are over dressed Mack. Take them off.” “Mmmm babe, I am naked for you now.” God the image of him laying there naked for me sends my senses soaring. “Are you horny for me Heather? Hot for me? Wet for me?” he asks. “God yes, Mack. So hot for you. So wet for you. So so horny for you Mack. Only for you.” “Spread your legs, Heather. Run your fingers along your slit babe, nice and slow for me.” So hot and wet already, my finger easily glides along my slit. A small moan escapes me. My legs widen. The feeling is so good. “Yes Babe, god it feels good. Are you hard for me Mack?” I ask, already knowing istanbul travestileri he is. “So hard Heather. God you make me so hard.” Smiling, his words sending jolts right to my hot wet mound. I part my lips and slide my fingers deeper. What this man does to my body is so amazing. Imaging his cock so hard for me makes me so hot all over. “Stroke your cock for me Mack. Stroke it for me nice and slow.” Imagining him, my sexy, sexy man, stroking his rock hard shaft for me makes my pussy drip. God, I want him. Want to touch him, kiss him, taste him, fuck him. Want to take his hard cock in my hand and stroke it for him. “I am babe, nice and slow. God it feels so good.” “Mmmm does it Mack? Would it feel good in my warm wet mouth babe?” “God yes.” I know he wants me to suck his cock. Almost as much as I want to suck it. “Mack honey I want to suck your cock. I want you to feed it to babe, nice and slow. Watching me, on all fours, as my pretty lips wrap around you and swallow your long hard shaft.” “Mmmm mmmm.” “Will you feed me your rock hard cock Mack?” “Yes, Heather.” “Will you fuck my face Mack? Nice and slow?” “Oh baby yes.” “With a steady increase Mack. Grip my hair and plunge deep into my mouth?” istanbul travesti “Mmmmm God, Heather. Yes. God yes.” Smiling, I know he is hard as rock for me. My pussy is throbbing for him. “Mack honey will you fuck my pretty face babe?” “Fuck, Heather yes.” I can hear his groan in my head as he reads my words. “Will you grip my long blonde curls Mack, grip them hard, and plunge your cock deep and hard into my warm wet mouth?” “Oh baby fuck…” he replies. I smile and whimper as I work my sopping wet pussy. Fuck, I want to suck his cock. The thought makes my pussy ache. “Mmmmm Mack baby will you fill my mouth with your sweet cum?” “Heather baby fuck yes. Suck it baby.” I whimper at his words. God, I would give anything to have his hard cock deep in my mouth. To wrap my lips on him. Feel his hardness, every ridge, every vein. “I am so wet for you Mack, so so so wet babe. God, I wish you could feel my pussy right now.” I know this drives him wild. The thought of my pussy, so hot, so very very wet for him. Makes his body so hot for mine. “I love to make your pussy wet Heather.” “I love to make your cock hard for me Mack. Tell me how hard you are.” “Hard as rock Heather. Hard as rock.” God, I want to have this man inside me. Inside all of me. Every hole. Fucking me hard. Fucking me slow. Sucking my nipples. Licking my pussy. Making love to me. “Oh Mack stroke for me.” I run my fingers up and down my drenched pussy, along my slit, part my lips. God, it feels good.

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