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“I don’t jerk off, Cannon,” she says, sounding irritated, but not really. I think she’s just giving me a hard time. “But yes, if you’re referring to masturbating with each other while on FaceTime, that’s a definite first for me.”
I love that I can be some of her firsts. “How about sexting? Ever done that?”
She makes a little face. “Not really.”
“You’ve never sent a guy a sexy text before?”
“Define sexy text,” she says.
I gather up some of my pillows and push them to the side so I can prop my phone against them, then get comfortable, hopefully most of my body in view as I continue talking to her. “Something like, can’t wait to taste your cock in my mouth?”
She blinks a little. “That’s rather…”
“Sexy?” I wrap my fingers around my cock, and I see that she’s watching me.
Good.
“Yes. Um, definitely.”
“You should say it then,” I suggest, my voice casual.
“That I can’t wait to taste your cock in my mouth?” she asks.
“Yeah, just like that.” I start to stroke my erection, slowly, sort of playing with it, and I see she’s not doing a damn thing. “You gonna touch yourself?”
“Should I?”
“Absolutely,” I say with an encouraging nod.
“This is just so…weird.” She’s giggling as she wiggles around, trying to get more comfortable, I assume. Then she’s lying directly in front of the camera, her head and upper body propped on her pillows, her legs spread wide so all I can see is her face, her breasts, her belly and her pussy.
All of her pussy, every pretty pink part of it.
“Damn, woman,” I mutter, increasing my pace for only a few seconds before I slow back down. I don’t wanna blow yet. “You’re showing me everything.”
“You don’t want to see it?” She starts to close her legs and I yell, making her pause. “I guess you do,” she says as she slowly widens her legs once again.
“Touch yourself,” I whisper, and I watch as her fingers hover above her pubic hair for a brief moment before they slide down, down, until she’s tentatively touching herself, just like I asked her to.
“Feels good?” I ask, my gaze glued to her busy hand.
“Sort of. I wish you were the one touching me,” she admits, her fingers still moving, her breaths coming faster.
“Pretend it’s me, baby. Touching that pretty pussy and making it good and wet.” She increases her pace at my words and I swear I can hear her fingers moving through her juicy folds. That only turns me on more. “So beautiful.”
“You like watching?” Her voice catches when she must touch a particularly sensitive spot and a little whimper escapes her. “I like watching you.”
“Yeah?” I stroke my cock harder. Faster. “I wish you were touching me.”
“I wish I was touching you too.” Her fingers work furiously on her pussy.
“I want your mouth on my cock, so I can come down your throat.” I’m panting. I’m also sweating. It didn’t take long for us to get out of control.
“I’d drink down every last drop too,” she tells me.
Shit. I close my eyes, imagining me coming all over her parted lips. The familiar feeling is there, bearing down on me, and I try to withstand it a little bit longer. “I bet you would, greedy girl.”
Her eyes flare and she lifts her hand, her fingers glistening. “I’m feeling extra greedy tonight,” she tells me.
