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Butch: UR evil.

Sol: Like I said, not denying it. Now put that pretty cock away and get back to work.

Butch: Hey, you messaged me, remember?

Sol: LOL

Wednesday, September 14

Sol: You doing okay?

Butch: Yes.

Sol: That’s all I get?

Butch: Yes.

Sol: You’re just scared that anything you say will provide me with ammunition, aren’t you?

Butch: [eye-roll emoji]

Sol: So I’m not allowed to show you this?

[video: A close-up of Sol’s ass, his finger sliding in and out of his hole, his breathing shallow]

[voice] Can’t wait to feel your dick in here. Was thinking about it all last night.

[video ends]

Butch: U fucker.

Sol: I don’t need ammunition. My head is already full of you. And soon, my ass will be full of you too.

Butch: Going now. Bye.

Thursday, September 15

Sol: 4 days.

Butch: You like torturing me, don’t you?

Sol: Of course. How else would I get my shits & giggles? You’re a delicious distraction from my work.

Butch: Working with a hard-on is not fun.

Sol: Are you hard right now?

Butch: Yes.

Sol: Show me.

Butch: No.

Sol: Please.

[photo of Butch’s flushed hard cock]

Sol: Look at that. My mouth is watering. My hole is clenching. No, really, it’s got a life all of its own, because I’m looking at your dick and letting myself imagine.

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