Pictures

I can't be near you, my hand is on my cock.
Opening up pictures and looking at the clock.
I stroke a smooth shaft as I flip through slides.
Stroking to you makes all of my time glide.
Starting at the base and working to the top.
Picturing you on top, oh god please don't
let it stop.
I flipped you over and mounted from behind.
Hips grinding, moan and beg, superficial whine.
Bringing you to mental orgasms is how I get to mine.