The Power of Image

The suggestive power of the word is the most suggestive on the path of seduction. I believe that just as important as the attributes one possesses, so is the way to approach the subject. But it's not about the words I want to talk about, but rather sex with a webcam. Before chat would take us to speak dirty and it was wonderful getting hot like a hot air balloon ride through the landscapes of Capadocia. But now it was what one saw, what excited one and what couldn't be touched. Yes, there were its rewards as seeing women's faces live, launching their orgasms, palpitations, hands touching labial lips, putting fingers in the mouth, in the pussy or in the ass. Their intensity showing well-opened labial lips while on the other side I showed my fully open mouth. The mouth arching like wanting to travel without a mediator through the webcam to the glans. Seeing their mouths half-open, hands rummaging their casket, fingers tied up like to thicken them and feel like a cock entering their mouth. Licking breasts, squeezing nipples. How good it was seeing how they arrived, how they trembled, how they bent over in their seats as some managed with strong and fast oscillations and others slowly, with tantric slowness. I've shown through the webcam how I ended up that way. Sometimes, with a notebook, I'd wet the camera lens with my cum. I'll stop here, not the deed. I believe we're happy doing it too. I didn't refuse, nor would I refuse. Between a fuck and a masturbation. It's clear that I prefer a fuck. But between a fuck and two jerks, I choose the duration of pleasure. An old Epícuo gesture would agree with me.