Hmmm, noooothing (sprung twice!). You do the same; hearing innocent little you talking to me like that, telling me something so private, so intimate, I can tell I won’t last much longer. Xnxx Mmm, no, I’m not exactly busy, per se. I want you to get close as well. You’re doing this deliberately, taunting and teasing me, knowing I can’t chase you up, not just because this is at a distance – it’s all in my mind as well. Your fingers trail down your soft, exposed skin, run the length of your collarbone to your petite clavicles before trailing south. I realise as if for the first time, as if of its own accord, that my hand has found its way beneath my own belt, mirroring your position with my own.




















