It started a few nights before my visit, when I texted her to ask her expectations for our time together. She said she was up for “whatever I was,” so I decided to go for it.
“I want you,” I said. “I want you bad, in pretty much every way possible. I want to touch you everywhere and learn how to please you.”
In response, she said “Oh babe, I want you so bad too. I want to see how wet you get.”
This was followed almost immediately by an incredibly hot picture of her, naked in bed.
Lying in bed myself, I immediately took off my pants and grabbed my favorite vibrator. I snapped her a couple sexy pictures, then turned it to high and pressed it against my aching clit. I came in seconds, biting back a moan as I writhed on my bed.
The next few days dragged on as we talked about how much we wanted to fuck each other, how we like to get off, and warned each other that we both squirt. Finally it was Friday afternoon. I showered and trimmed my pussy so the hair was cropped close, feeling wetness already forming between my lips. I texted her when I was finally on my way.