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.
She also told me how jealous she was when I looked at other women or went out on a date.I would also make suggestions and give her story ideas, which she would love.Our weird relationship developed this way over a few months without her ever suspecting 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.
We both had our own computers in our own rooms and separate phone lines for both of them.