I want you to
Jerk yourself
Pretend it's me
A few seconds later, his phone went off again.
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
FUCK YOU
Grinning, Dylan shifted again; the tightness of his jeans was driving him mad.
That's the idea
I'm stroking myself too
Thinking about you
Your body
The taste of your mouth
All those sounds you made for me
Do you ever finger yourself when you jack off?
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
No
that's gay
Thisguy.
Dylan sighed.
Imagine it’s me
Think about the way I opened you up the other night
Think about how good it felt with just one finger
Dylan's heart was pounding in his ears, his breath coming fast.
Did u do it?
u still there?
A few seconds passed, then
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
Feels weird
Dylan grinned.
Oh, my little strawberry. You're full of surprises, aren't you?
