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“What’s my present exactly? The nightie… or you?”
She put her finger to her mouth and bit down on the tip, as if playing coy. Oh, she was so fucking bad.
“I learned a hat trick is a big deal. That means you get whatever you want.”
“Holy fuck,” I whispered again.
This woman.
I was close to coming and we hadn’t done anything. Hell, just that photo and her words had pre-cum spurting into my boxers. With my pants too tight, I opened them and pulled out my dick. Sighed. Then gripped the base and slowly stroked it with my free hand.
“Whatever I want?” I repeated.
She nodded.
“Prop the phone against the lamp so I can see my present.”
Her hand covered the camera, and the sound of fumbling came through the speaker as she did as I said.
Then she appeared again, shifting backward on the bed so she was facing the side table where she’d positioned her phone. She was on her knees in nothing but that sexy-as-fuck nightie.
“Do you want me to take it off?” she asked, reaching up to slide one thin strap off her shoulder. It drooped along her arm, the deep silk falling low on one tit.
I shook my head. “No. Stay just like that.”
A little frown formed on her pretty brow. “You don’t want me bare?”
“I love your little nightgowns. The way they cover you like a big fucking tease.” I pointed toward her, but she probably couldn’t see my arm, let alone my hand. “I can see the swells of those perfect tits. The hard nipples poking out. And you’re bare beneath, right?”
She nodded.
“You said I can have anything I want?” I asked again. I wasn’t in the same country, and I was still checking to make sure she was right there with me.
Her hands settled on her thighs, drawing my eyes down her body.
“Anything.” Her voice was breathy and even through the phone’s tiny screen I could see the way her cheeks flushed.
“Your pussy wet?”
I stroked up my dick, thumbed the crown.
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
Coming up off her heels, she knelt high on the bed. With one hand, she pulled up the hem of her nightie just enough for me to get a glimpse of her pussy, but her free hand hid it as she touched herself. Then the hem dropped, and she raised her fingers up for me to see.
They were glistening.
“Taste yourself.” Was that my voice? It sounded like I was gargling pebbles.
I was full out stroking my dick now, each time I squeezed the base to slow things down a bit, but I could do nothing about the constant stream of pre-cum I smeared down my length.
Watching her suck her fingers coated in her pussy juices was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Got that box of toys, sugar?”
Her fingers froze by her mouth and her eyes widened.
