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“Can I show you?”

Show her?Show her?“Yes.”

She lowered the phone, her breaths shaking as she stared at the screen. The invite to facetime popped up. “Oh God, oh God, what am I doing?” she barely cried then hit the button. The camera turned on and took a sharp turn over his delicious chest and abs, landing on his large hand wrapped tightly around the biggest cock she’d ever seen. He thrust his hips, pushing it slowly in and out of his fist. “Can you see it?”

“Yes,” she said, stifling a moan. “I see it.”

“What do you think of me, Darby?”

Of him? His cock? Oh God what was he asking? “I think…you’re doing so good.” She was ready to die seeing how wide open his legs were.

“What do you think of my cock? I need to know, I don’t know why I need to know this,” he gushed. “Tell me what you think of it.”

“It’s…it’s perfect,” she whispered, as he slid his fist to the very bottom and made it stand tall. “So beautiful.”

“You think my cock is beautiful?”

“Yes,” she said, not caring that her own arousal came through. “So beautiful. So big.”

“Darby, I need to think about that kiss we shared. May I?”

“Yes,” she strained, giving in to the need to touch herself.

“I want to kiss you while doing this.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Oh fuck, Darby,” he croaked. “I want you to kiss my cock. I want your mouth all over it. I’m sorry.”

Jesus, she was about to come. “Don’t be sorry.”

“Fuck, you want it?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “So much.” She suddenly realized he was having his first orgasm. “Rukem,” she shot out. “Stop.”

“Oh fuck, what?” he groaned, his breaths hard.

“I…I don’t want you to have your first orgasm this way.”

He filled her ear with hot pants. “I don’t understand. Tell me what to do.”

She clenched her eyes tight, gathering her courage. “Come back here. You shouldn’t have your first orgasm…alone.”

His breaths lengthened and slowed. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I can’t…control myself around you.”

“Then…bring something to tie your hands.”

His breath whooshed out. “I need at least one of those to stroke my cock.”

Holy hell, right. “Well...I can do it,” she forced out, fighting to breathe and think without passing out. “It’s not right for you to have to do everything anyway. We’re both students in this. I need to know things too if I’m going to help you. You need to know what it feels like when a woman…pleasures you, not what self-pleasuring feels like, I think. Yes?”

“Yes.”

His hot answer melted her bones. “Then…hurry before I chicken out!”

“On my way.”

Darby stared wide-eyed at the phone when he hung up, then threw the covers off. Oh God. She hurried to the closet then froze, detouring to the bathroom, then u-turned back to the closet. Change. Change into what?! Shit, shit, shit!

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