"Tocando mi pinga," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire, as his girlfriend's eager eyes watch him from the laptop screen. She licks her lips, wishing she could reach through the screen to stroke his thick, veiny cock. He continues, "Mi novia quería verlo," his hand moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps. She moans, her fingers pushing deeper into her soaked pussy, her thumb rubbing her clit. "Aún no cogemos," she pants, her voice barely audible, "pero hoy me masturbo para ti." Their voices, their moans, their shared desire echo through the empty rooms, each lost in the other's pleasure, their love transcending the physical distance.