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Then my phone rang. The screen showed he was trying to video call me.

I answered immediately.

He was lying on a bed, too, as he gave me a wry half-smile.“Ciao, bellissama.”

Not justHello, beautiful…

ButHello, gorgeous.

I suddenly felt shy.

“Hi,” I said, but I smiled in spite of myself.

He licked his lips as his eyes scanned the bottom of the screen.“Let me see a little bit more of what you’re wearing.”

“Do you really want to see what I’mwearing?”I asked, then angled the phone down to my bra. “Or… what I’mnotwearing?”

I moved the fabric aside and began to circle my already-hard nipple with my fingertip.

He groaned, and a look of lust filled his face.

“Show me your – ”

“No,” I interrupted. “I want to see it first.”

He grinned.“See what, exactly?”

“You know.” My voice dropped to a whisper. “Show it to me.”

He chuckled, then flipped the camera so I could see down his body.

First his white linen shirt…

And then his pants. His cock was already straining underneath the material.

“Wait,” I whispered. “Unbutton your shirt… I want to see your body first.”

He complied, his fingers undoing the buttons one by one, then finally peeling apart the two sides –

Revealing his olive skin and his toned, flat stomach.

From this angle, with the daylight streaming in through the window, his abs seemed much more defined and muscular than they had in the dim light of our Macau hotel room.

“Okay,” I whispered, licking my lips. “I want to see it now.”

His hand undid the button on his trousers…

Then unzipped the fly…

And pulled down the waistband of his black boxers.

And there it was –

His big, swollen head.

A tiny bit of pre-cum was already on the tip. When he moved his underwear away, I could see a tiny strand connected to the cloth, sparkling in the sunlight.

A groan escaped my lips.

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