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When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.
When I would do something nice for her she would say things like "how she wished she had a man like me".
She could not even enjoy masturbating unless she was indulging in this fantasy.
The thought of it made here hotter than anything else could.
Little by little I was able to get her into private conversations. One night I asked her why she liked younger guys on the chat site.
We both had our own computers in our own rooms and separate phone lines for both of them.
So I went back to my room and logged on to the same place under the name of Momma's Boy.
She also liked to put on a lot of makeup and perfume.
I liked nothing more than being hugged by her and feeling her breasts rub up against me while being lost in he vapors of her musk mixed with the scent of crushed roses she always wore.