Well... okay then.

There will be plenty of time for masturbating tomorrow. Indeed, you expect you'll have **** but to frig yourself for a good long time as soon as you wake up. You need to get some rest.

With one last look at your deliciously erotic reflection, you slip your slender fingers from their moist sheath. Ever-curious, you give them an experimental lick. As a boy, you loved the taste of pussy, and you're mildly surprised that you've gone almost 14 hours and two (nearly three just now) sexy episodes without finding out what you taste like.

Well, now you know. You are: tangy, salty, fresh-tasting... It's damn good but doesn't get you going like it once would have. You think back to your highly masturbatory teenage years and realize that you never once felt the desire to taste your cum. Obviously your own juices just don't interest you that much.

Still gloriously naked, you sink down onto your bed. You are about to close your eyes when they light upon your phone, left forgotten on the table since this morning.

Alex, you think.