Lubes Up, Calls Crush: Anonymous Pleasure

In the privacy of their room, they pick up the phone, "Hello?" they whisper, already knowing who it is. Their heart races as they slip a hand into their pants, finding themselves wet and ready. "I can't stop thinking about you," the voice on the other end confesses, their own hand working their length. They match each other's rhythm, the sound of their breathing and the faint, wet noises filling the line. As they approach the edge, they bite their lip, trying to stay quiet, their body tensing as they find release, leaving them both breathless and craving more.

• masturbation
• paja

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