Good morning, my beautiful. First thing I did was open up my messenger app. I know it’s the middle of the day for you, but here it’s just 6:00 a.m.
So...I woke up extremely hard, thinking about you after seeing that last picture you sent me. The one of you after your shower, showing me your breasts. Imagining your beautiful naked body next to mine, I can’t believe how hot sexy you are. I can’t believe that more than thirty-five years since we last saw one another in person, we re-connected and almost instantly…well, you know the rest. Seven-hour difference in time zones between us? Yet…I’ve never felt closer to anyone like with you.
Can’t believe we’ve been doing this now for almost a year. What is it…nine months? Ten?
I just read your morning messages you wrote to me, and I listened to the voice messages too – telling me about that chat group you are on, talking about what Canadian delicacies all of you expatriates miss the most, what you crave.
I know exactly which Canadian delicacy I am craving. Happy Canada Day, by the way!
I am imagining parting your legs and using my fingers to spread your pussy open wide, and then licking between your moist labia, running my tongue over your clit, and sticking my tongue inside of you and tasting you. THAT is a delicacy.
Feeling your wetness mount and pressing my face and mouth hard against your pussy as I eat you, as I taste you, as your wetness soaks my face and beard. Reaching beneath you as I fuck you with my tongue and find your ass and insert a finger inside of you, feeling your tightness surround my finger as your pussy soaks me while I continue to eat you. Feeling you reach down and grasp my hard cock in your hand, and stroke me, and you use your other hand to reach down to your own pussy as I eat you, and you feel your own wetness and slide a finger inside of yourself. And then you switch hands and use your wetness to lubricate my cock as you stroke it with that other hand.
I can't hold off too long. Your stroking is just too much for me. I cum all over your hand at just about the same time as you cum and flood my face and mouth with your wetness. I'm still hard even after I cum, and I slide up your body and plunge my cock into your wet and quivering pussy, and we fuck, our wetness running down our bodies. We kiss as we fuck, face to face. Our bodies tight against each other as we fuck, my cock splitting your pussy wide open and that beautiful combination of tightness and wetness making our fucking so easy and yet so stimulating.
Even after cumming only a few minutes before, I stay hard, because being inside of you is just too exciting. You start to shake as your body begins to cum, and you ask me if I'm going to cum again. I'm not sure, and I tell you that...and you push yourself off me and re-position yourself so that you can take me in your mouth. You suck me hard and fast, barely taking a chance to breathe, determined to make me cum. You are fucking my hard cock with your mouth and sure enough, I feel the cum rising inside of me and I tell you that I am about to cum.
You stop sucking me for a moment and ask me if I really want to do something dirty. I breathlessly ask what you have in mind. You are stroking my cock now with your hand as you ask if I've ever wanted to cum on someone's face to finish, like they do in porn. I say in between moans that I never really considered it. You keep stroking me and you move your face close to my cock and say to me that I should cum on your face and we can pretend we are in a porn video. You stroke me faster and harder, and before I can consider, or answer, my cum shoots out of my cock, harder than I have cum in a very long time, and I cum on your face and into your open and waiting mouth.
I feel spent, but you take me by the hand and ask me to follow you into the bathroom. I do it. I have no free will left, I am so spent, so I just follow you and do as you tell me. We get in the shower and you turn on the water, making it hot, and it cascades over our naked bodies. You tell me to put my hand over your pussy and to just hold it there. I do as you ask. You then ask me the same question as before, whether I want to do something really dirty. I begin to ask what you have in mind, and before I can finish my question, I feel a warm gush flowing out of you and over my hand. 'Just like in porn,' you say to me. I feel the warmth pouring over my hand and flowing down your legs and you repeat your words to me. 'Just like porn,' you say.