It was a long Saturday night in LA. I was home alone watching a football game. I fell asleep. When I woke up, I felt a little different, I was craving my boyfriend’s company, but he lives 1,401 miles away.
He texted me saying it was a really rough day for him, and his friends took him to a car meet to cheer him up. I felt glad he went out, but I had other plans for the rest of my night, and his. He loves surprises, so I put on a skimpy pink lace bralette that barely covers my nipples, and I sent him a picture of my cleavage. I warned him not to open it next to anyone, he went to the bathroom, a few seconds later, he sends me a picture of his boner through his pants. He felt excited. I was too.
I sent him a few more pictures with the blanket still covering most of my chest, and he sent me back pictures teasing me with his seven inch shaft. I was shaking. He just knows how to press my buttons.