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Giggling, I turn slightly giving you a view of my ass, fingering at my clit still with my free hand.
It hurts so much,” I express, telling you vaguely what is wrong. “I guess you’re just going to have to punish me,” I state, teasing you further. Five smacks to each ass cheek will do, I think,” you grin at me wickedly.
Your seed sprays all over your chest, shooting up high and landing down on you.
Slowly stroking ourselves still, we come down from our high.
I hit answer and again, before I have a chance to say anything, you ask me what is wrong. Your deep growling moans drive me to the point of orgasm.
I’ve kept just my panties on, toying with myself just a little. Pulling, twisting, pinching, keeping them hard and sensitive. It lasted much longer than I wanted it to, but I’m here now. ” I blush deeply, loving when you call me your special girl. “One second, don’t move.” Within a half a second, Skype is ringing and your call takes over my screen. You start to jerk off to the same pace as me fucking myself, moaning with me.
I watch your hand causally stroke your cock, watching it grow soft.
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In my darkened bedroom, I stare at the blinking cursor on our Skype chat. I have a surprise for you, when you do eventually come on. Two fingers hooked against my g-spot, I'm coming hard. Gasping for air, I whine out, begging you to fuck me harder.
It has seemed like one of the longest days of my life. I’m sitting here on my bed, with the blankets already turned down. Bucking my hips up into my hand, I drive my fingers deeper.