We both were crazy about each other but no one was saying anything
He was in lust with my maturity, womanhood, sensuality and confidence.
I didn’t know what I was feeling , but my pussy and heart would squeeze whenever I’d hear his voice, read his letter, sense his innocence and pure desire….
IT WAS FUCKING HARD. I HAD TO BREAK CONTACT WITH HIM AND WAIT TILL HE WAS 18.
Yet he was always sending me nude pictures of his body… Of how hard his dick was… And though I was dying to send him one of my tight pink pussy, I never did…
Sometimes I’d called him to ask how his life was going and I could hear on the other side of the phone that he was masturbating…. His breathing, the strock… And I’d pretend I was not hearing anything and continue talking about anything random, but what he didn’t know was that on the other side of the phone, my pussy was dripping juices like crazy and one time I could not take it anymore and as soon as we ended the onversation, I finger myself so fast and hard and came so just thinking it was his gorgeous dick fucking me.
He thought for a while his aunt didn’t feel the same way about him, and when he finally turned 18 he couldn’t believe when I told him I was visiting him….
Ask me anything else u want to know….