Our text exchange has me feeling horny.

My fingers slide down over soft stubble, sinking between wet lips, finding my button hard. Eyes closed, I envision licking your cock while I circle my clit and tease my tight entrance.

Moaning, my thumb works my nub as I plunge two fingers deep inside. Velvet walls constrict upon probing digits, imagining they are yours.  

Temperature rising, pleasure building, I can feel your cock on my tongue.  Hot, steely flesh pulsing, flooding my throat with cream.  As fingertips graze my g-spot, I whimper, my hips buck, pussy clenches, and warm nectar coats my hand.

I smile, snap a picture, and send it to you.