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“Yes,” I whispered.

“Show me.”

I put down the phone, slipped off my underwear, then picked up my phone and filmed my fingers parting my curls and rubbing my clit. There wasn’t much to see from this angle – but I was so wet that there was an audibleschick schick schickas my fingers rubbed quickly across my clit.

But I didn’t like concentrating on filming myself.My arousal immediately began to flag.

I wanted to watchhim.

He seemed to read my mind.“You know what? Show me your face instead. Prop it up against a pillow next to you and lie on your side. I want to see you when you come.”

OH.

That gave me a little thrill.

I followed his directions. Now that I wasn’t filming my pussy, I could see his gorgeous cock again.

Lying on my side was a little awkward, but I was so turned on that it still felt good.

“You want to see ME come?”he purred in my ear.

“YES,” I moaned.

“Then I’m going to need a little help from you.”

“What kind of help?”

“Tell me what you want to do to my cock.”

I suddenly felt self-conscious. “I…”

“Don’t try to entertain me. Just tell me what you want to do to me when you see it.”

I swallowed hard.

Then I started talking…

And it all just spilled out.

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Iloved looking at her face – and I reallydidwant to see her expression when she came – but I knew I probably wasn’t going to be able to come just from watching her.

Especially not if she wanted me to film myself stroking my cock from different angles.

That’s why I asked her to talk to me. I knew her voice would be enough to eventually push me over the edge.

She blushed a tiny bit and looked apprehensive.

“Don’t try to entertain me. Just tell me what you want to do to me when you see it,” I encouraged her.

She paused for a moment.

I thought she wouldn’t be able to do it –

And then I heard her voice, filled with desire, whispering in my ears.

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