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Rustling tells me she’s getting comfortable in her bed before continuing.

“I’m so wet, Marshall.” She says. “Fuck, I wish you were here. I’ve missed your cock so much.”

“I’ve missed you too, princess,” I murmur in response, knowing I mean more than just her body. “So much.”

The sigh she lets out has me hardening in my jeans, and I palm my cock through the fabric, trying to get it to calm down.

It would be wrong to masturbate to her recording, wouldn’t it?

But this is why she sent it to me, right?

Then she moans, and there’s no holding myself back.

Quickly, I unbutton my pants and pull out my fully erect cock, and palm it.

I groan in unison with Elsie as I tighten my grip around myself.

“Daddy.” She pants out.

“Princess,” I reply.

The little sounds Elsie lets out have me adjusting my grip and increasing my pace.

“Fuck, princess,” I say to no one. “I wish I was there.”

She sighs over the vibration of the toy. “I’m imagining that this toy is your cock, daddy.”

“Yes, princess.”

There’s rustling once again, Elsie adjusting the position of the phone again.

A slick sound comes through the speaker alongside her moan.

“Fuck. You feel so good.” She groans. “I fucking love your cock.”

Running my fingers over my tip, I gather my precum to use as lube and resume stroking myself.

I can hear how Elsie plunges the toy in and out of herself, how wet and ready she is to be well fucked.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been properly fucked.” She whines. “I need you, daddy.”

“You have me, princess,” I promise.

The sound of her fucking herself with the toy is intoxicating. Every sound she makes has my need for her building, a need which can only be satisfied by the feeling of her cunt around my cock.

But she’s not here. So, my fist will have to do.

When she groans next, I tighten my grip around my cock.

“I’m so close, daddy.” She pants out. “Fuck me harder, please.”

The sound of her plunging the toy into her pussy speeds up, and her moans get louder.

“Come on, princess. Come for daddy.” I whisper.

“Daddy.” She whines. “Daddy, please! Please. Please!”

I can see the vision in my head of how wet she is as she fucks herself, and it has me climbing to my peak alongside her.

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