We spoke while I got undressed, but agreed to have a video call once I’d got out the shower, I was very sweaty and more than a little sticky in certain areas, not least it was fairly evident from the tightening skin on my face I hadn’t cleaned it very well. I’d travelled all that way on the bus with another guys cum on my face, how embarrassing! I giggled to myself.
Refreshed and with some casual clothes on I called Ellie, she answered and immediately berated me on my appearance and the fact I was using my phone and not the computer. I wasn’t dressed badly, just simple, her on the other hand was sitting there, fully done up, a divine outfit sculpting her body, makeup the works. I actually struggled to get the words out so taken aback with how hot she looked.
I apologise and fired up my computer and the lights, she insisted in staying on the line and watching my transformation. She selected an outfit she wanted me to wear, the boots and even the makeup. Propped up against the mirror I could see her gently gyrating as I applied the finishing touches to my look, “are you playing with yourself?” I lambasted “can you blame me? You look like my living wet dream, I knew I should have just come over instead” she added with a pout.
I walked back to the bed heels clicking on the floor and switched our call over to the computer. With the higher resolution and her image filling my large monitor it was much more personal, almost like she was sat the other side of the desk “there that’s much better, we couldn’t be having any fun on a little phone screen” she had a devilish grin on her pretty face, and I knew she was already scheming.
She asked me to recount, in absolute detail what had happened with Marc in the forest, and as I told her I could feel my body responding, it was so hot, the details of how he felt and tasted. What was going on in my body as his cock hit the back of my throat, the way it cascaded down my spine and concentrated deep below.
I was also enjoying seeing her clearly get into it, I wasn’t sure if she was just using her hand or a toy, but she was definitely getting very hot under the collar. I couldn’t deny my own urges and I started stroking myself as I spoke.
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