She snorts at his admission of the 'mistake' and then concentrates on the feeling of it. Then she brings her hands to her breasts to begin playing with her nipples.
"Talk to me," she says after a few moments. She has always found dirty talk a little hokey, but this isn't going much of anywhere on sensation alone.
"What do you want me to talk about?" Oh god, he's never been good at dirty talk, scratch that, as far as he's concerned he's terrible at it. Hell, he can barely string a coherent sentence together when he's really getting into things.
But, what if he just tells her what he's thinking about...?
"Should I tell you how hot it is to be able to do this for you from so far away? The next best thing to being able to touch you myself." He lets his accent thicken his voice a little.
"If I can't use my tongue." He sends a pulse to her clit to simulate the way he'd lick her.
At the question she shoots the camera a glare, but he works it out pretty quick. His tone works for what she needs, and she lets out a little sound, sort of a whimper.
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"Talk to me," she says after a few moments. She has always found dirty talk a little hokey, but this isn't going much of anywhere on sensation alone.
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But, what if he just tells her what he's thinking about...?
"Should I tell you how hot it is to be able to do this for you from so far away? The next best thing to being able to touch you myself." He lets his accent thicken his voice a little.
"If I can't use my tongue." He sends a pulse to her clit to simulate the way he'd lick her.
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"You're good with your tongue," she says.