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When I finally got the nerve to tell her that I frequently jacked off when we shared fantasies, she surprised me by admitting that she did the same.We soon graduated to giving blow-by-blow descriptions while we were in the process of masturbation.In fact I had never seen any part of her body except her extreme pussy. After all, nobody ever misled you over the internet. We agreed that she would call me at the hotel on the second night and we would finalize the plans.Granted it was shallow and chauvinistic to consider such things, but wasn't our only link a quasi-physical one? She was very illusive and would not give me a phone number or tell me from where she was traveling, if she was, indeed, traveling.I didn't think it unusual that she would ask for some details.

I found it necessary to cut the session short to meet my appointment, but I told Curious that I would return in about two hours and would like to continue our conversation. You see, I don't really enjoy personal interactions.I imagined the position she was in when she took the self- portrait, probably sitting on the very edge of a chair with her pussy hanging over and holding the digital camera ready for just the right moment.Over the next 3 months we exchanged a variety of photos, but never of anything but our genitals, and in her case, only extreme close-ups.An occasional finger in her pussy and even a carrot once, but never a larger view.Many times I wished I could "zoom out" and get a better overall perspective, but Curious never responded to those requests.These communications had become the most exciting and erotic thing I had ever done.


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