”Danielle wrote down her number and the two had dinner. When they were finished, Jack said he would call her from LA in just about three months.Wit... that, they left.Two months and three weeks later……Jack was in L.A. in his hotel room at midnight. He pulled out the pink slip of paper on which Danielle had written her number. He dialed it and got voicemail. “Hi this is Dani. Leave a message,” the bubbly girl on the voicemail message stated.“Danielle. It’s Jack. I will call you at noon. His cock pointing right into the camera for an excellent POV picture! My little sissy cock was instantly rock hard! So I start to scroll up the page to see what else he sent and if he had anything to say. 16 of the 17 messages he left me were pictures. As I scroll up the page it was picture after picture. All of the messages are pictures of his big hard cock and his delicious balls. I couldn’t believe myself! Why can’t I just delete them and move on?! I couldn’t even help myself from my little. She lifted my hands to them and then sighed as I gently fondled them; she then coaxed my right hand down to her panties. I traced her panty line with my fingers for a few seconds before she encouraged me to kneel in front of her. With my face now level with her pussy, I then eased her panties downwards to her ankles. A triangle of dark hair now sat inches away from my face, the hairs strangely more straight than curly. I could see the inverted V of lips through her thatch before they. .. ah.... ah wow this is hot!" Letting go he shakes his head in amazement, frustratingly wanting to cum all over her hot, edging body, but knowing that he cannot, he may not. My word, this is hot, he thinks to himself. Her body starts to convulse as her stomach muscles contracts with what promises to be an amazing orgasm. Knowing enough seconds passed that he won't cum at the touch, but that he's close enough, she lifts free her hand from his belly and grabs his manhood and squeezes it between.