[It's all over the moment he sees that message, hits play and hears the sweet rising cadence of her voice, how breathy she is. How full of want she is. To hear the wet sounds from the toy, the occasional buzzing as she pulls it out only to press it back inside and dull the noise.
He's done for.
Kazuya scrambles, trying to record his own noises on this video for her too. It's not anything acted, each and every gasp as genuine as the last as he feels his cock twitch hard, swell further and his stomach clench tighter than he can even squeeze his eyes shut. He spills into his hand readily, wet. Everything that could have gone to her instead slicking his hand and cock where his hips twitch into it, pooling pearly white as it drips down off of him.
He lay there, panting for a few moments before sending it to her.]
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He's done for.
Kazuya scrambles, trying to record his own noises on this video for her too. It's not anything acted, each and every gasp as genuine as the last as he feels his cock twitch hard, swell further and his stomach clench tighter than he can even squeeze his eyes shut. He spills into his hand readily, wet. Everything that could have gone to her instead slicking his hand and cock where his hips twitch into it, pooling pearly white as it drips down off of him.
He lay there, panting for a few moments before sending it to her.]
Could have been much better with you here.
[His voice is almost ragged.]