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Watching her could be my new obsession.
“Tell me what you like, Ash?”
I reach the bed and put my cell on the nightstand, resting against the lamp as I whip my shirt off over my head. I sit down on the edge of the bed with my cock half out.
She gasps when she looks at me. I don’t know if it’s the fact I took my shirt off, that I have a huge tattoo covering half of my chest, or the fact my hard-on is raging. My grin says it all. “I like you, Mads, can’t you tell?” I tilt the phone for a few moments too long, so she can see me, all of me.
“Your body.” She openly gapes at me as I watch her place her cell down and step back. I see she’s wearing an above-the-knee-length skirt with heels.
“Yeah, what about it?” I groan, and I can’t help it. I have to touch myself. I lick my lips, trying to salvage some kind of decency, but it’s leaving my body, and I feel like a wild animal about to leap.
“It’s hot, Ash.”
“Fuck.”
“You like me calling youAsh?”
“I fucking love it.”
“Do you like my outfit?” She wiggles her hips in front of the camera.
“Love that too, but I need to see your beautiful tits.”
She gasps, and that makes me smile. She glances down at me, slowly jerking myself off.
“Have you done this before?” she asks, unbuttoning her blouse.
I’m transfixed on her fingers, deftly making light work of the buttons.
I shake my head. “Nah, nothing like this.” I shrug my pants down a little further past my hips and take my dick out, sitting back on the bed with my legs open.
Her eyes bug wide. “Oh God, Ash. You look divine.”
She pulls her blouse open, and my mouth runs dry when I see the outline of her lacy white bra covering her ample rack I fucking love lace. I can see her dark nipples through the fabric. “Geez, Mads.” I could almost weep wanting to suck on them, but that ain’t gonna get me anywhere.
“Skirt off?” she asks.
I continue jerking as I watch her undress.
“Yes.” I nod. “Everything off except your panties and your heels.”
She sucks on her bottom lip for half a second before she unzips the back of her skirt, shimmying it down her hips and letting it fall to the floor. Her blouse slides off her shoulders as she lets it drop, too. She reaches around to unhook her bra, and I watch every movement. My throat aches, my mouth is dry, and I’m so hard and banging for a release I may not even be able to hold on.
“Take it off,” I whisper. My voice is hoarse, and I know my eyes are half closed. “Let me see them, Mads.”
She unhooks and rolls her bra down her arms as I stare at her tits. They’re big, round, and juicy. I moan as I watch her reach forward, I assume to get her little bullet.
“Kneel on the bed,” I tell her. “I need to see everything.”
She slides onto the bed and positions herself in front of the camera, holding an arm across her chest.
“Show me,” I murmur. “Don’t be shy, baby. Your body is insane.”
She smiles and drops her arm after a moment’s hesitation.
“Reach down to your panties, pull them aside.”
She complies as I watch her fingers trail down her stomach to the hem of her matching lace panties. She pulls the lace aside as I watch with anticipation, trying not to tug myself too fast or hard because I want to make this show last.
