In the end, I did not jerk off last night. I just went to sleep. But I had wonderful erections the whole day. Whenever I would think of you, I would get a nice erection. I am sporting one right now, naturally. Expecting your call, I laid in bed and I stroked my prick. It was a pleasure inviting you to jerk off together on the phone. It was a pleasure anticipating your call. It was a pleasure to daydream about coming while you listened from the other side of the line.

When I think of you, I first see you sitting or lying in bed with your legs spread out. I see your belly. I see your pussy open and ready. I see your feet. And I want to lick you, fuck you.

As I told you before, I am suffering a bit from the fact that I have not yet given you a decent fuck. For some reason that escapes me, I come so quickly when I am with you. I get all flustered, over-excited. This happens so rarely to me that I am really perplexed. This is why I would like us to settle down a bit. I expect us to eventually learn how to fuck each other to our full satisfaction. So, I hope you will give me a bit more time. I am sure I can give you the fuck of fucks, but it will apparently take me some time to get there.

It would be so good to have you here, now. You should see, feel, taste, my dick now. Even in this ugly office a sweet fuck would be just right. I look forward to Tuesday morning. I will be at your door around quarter to ten. I will leave my mobile open from nine-thirty, so you can call me if there is a problem of any sort.