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Your face flushes crimson at the idea of him jacking off to your picture, yet you feel a burning sensation in your thighs. A flurry of thoughts rush through your mind. You quickly type out a message.

There he was, just as he had said, with his cock in his hand. You cannot quite work out whether it was the angle of the picture or whether his cock really was as big as it looked. His fingers barely met as they wrapped around his manhood.

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