Dane: Tut tut. Say it properly.
Me: You’re right, Daddy.
Dane: What am I right about?
Me: I want to gag on your cock, Daddy.
Dane: Mm… There we go.
Me: Did you like the pic?
Dane: I always like looking at what’s mine.
Me: I want one of you.
Dane: But you didn’t do what I asked.
Me: But I want you.
Dane: Mm… why don’t you tell me what you want to see?
Me: I want you to send me a pic of your fingers wrapped around your fat cock.
A new Snarl popped up and I clenched my thighs. I swallowed and pressed the little square. I quickly tapped on it and a picture popped up. I tapped on it to hold it open. The picture he sent was a reflection. He took it in front of a mirror. The lights were on and I got a clean shot of his abdomen to his thighs, fully covered in ink.
Tatted fingers wrapped around his length, his thumb pulled down on one side of his tip, opening the slit there for me to see the pre-cum beading there. My mouth watered instantly, a low moan vibrating in my throat. He was a masterpiece of ink andmuscles. A new Snarl notification popped up at the top of my screen and I exited out to read his message.
Dane: What else do you want to see, baby girl?
Me: I want to watch you stroke it.
Dane: Yeah?
Me: Mm-hmm.
Dane: Would that please you?
Me: Yes.
Dane: Did you get everything you needed from sucking off that guy earlier?
Me: Where is this coming from?
Dane: Not from a place of anger. Answer me.
Me: I didn’t get what I needed, but I enjoyed pleasing him.
Dane: Were you wet?
Me: I was needy.
Dane: Mm… you didn’t answer me.
Dane: Were. you. wet?
Me: No.
Dane: Would sucking me please you?
