God bless Skype……

There is something about the way he answers me when we play that get to me so much, he always says he hates the way he sounds but there something in that Californian accent, when he says “uhuh” that makes the smile on my face widen.

I love telling him how my hands touch him, caress his skin, turn my fingers inwards and drag my nails over his chest, over his stomach to his waistband knowing he is already squirming, feeling that touch even though I am miles away from him.

I love the thought that his cock is already stiffening at the changed tone of my voice, and that he knows what this tone means.

This is not longer just a conversation of “what did you do today” but that this is the start and only I know where and when it will finish, but usually with me telling him what a good boy he is between gasping for air as the tingle from my cunt spreads after I cum, knowing his cock is now limp and sticky after he came for me.

Dominance was not something I had majorly thought about, it was in the background somewhere for sure, that I will happily admit to, but I guess you just have to find the right person to allow you to express it fully, and this man is mine and for this (and many other reasons) I love him deeply.

I remember he asks me if I was a phone sex pro after the first couple of times and after I stopped laughing I figured I just have a talent for it, English you see, clever words and filthy minds.