Fake dating my bestie's dad for Valentine
“What exactly are you thinking about? Tell me, everything,”
My throat dried up and no amount of swallowing could moisten it. I closed my eyes, conjuring up the perfect image of him in the shower. “I’m thinking about you, naked and…and I want your hands on me, I miss having you touch me” as I spoke, my hand crept lower, down my stomach to the center my panties. I gasped, feeling how soaked I was. “I want you to see me now,”
“Are you soaked?”
“Y-yes,” I whimpered, nodding even though he couldn’t see me. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot. When I’m alone…when I’m at work, especially when I’m at work. I think about you touching me,”
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