>>>Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high

>>>heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements

>>>are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have

>>>on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart. I'm also

>>>wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from

>>>dinner...it smells funny.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: OK

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the

>>>stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up

>>>into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch

>>>and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk

>>>slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and

>>>rubbing.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a

>>>hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

>>>

>>>Smweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra.

>>>My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's

>>>stuck. Do you have any scissors?

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back

>>>undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my

>>>breast. My nipples are erect for you.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting

>>>the clasp.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your

>>>tongue all over me.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know,

>>>breasts. They're neat!

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm

>>>nibbling your ear.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and

>>>phlegm.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: What?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm so sorry; Really.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of

>>>my blouse.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with

>>>a plop

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your

>>>hard tool.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all

over,

>>>in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: What's the matter?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Are you OK?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Can I help?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling

>>>through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your

>>>cups?

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the

>>>cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm

>>lost.

>>>Where's the bedroom?

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I found it.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so

>>>badly.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: Me too.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked

>>>bodies pressing each other.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the

>>>glasses on the night table.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room

>>>and toward the bathroom.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for

>>>the toilet. I lift the lid.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,

>>>but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper.

>>>Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in

>>>your...you know...woman's thing.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss

>>>your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand

>>>it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm flaccid.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: What?

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look

>>>on my face.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener all

>>>floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my

>>>underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.

>>>I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,

>>>picture frames and your candles.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

>>>

>>>Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One

>>>of your candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm

>>>pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

>>>

>>>Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

>>>

>>>Sweetheart: <logged off>