[ His breathing steadies somewhat, because he's back to behaving for the moment, no longer jerking himself off while she speaks. He needs a clear mind to fully appreciate whatever photos she's just sent over, after all. ]

Is that what you've been doing all this time? Taking photos?

[ There's a pause on the line as he moves, choosing to lay down on his mattress while he checks the incoming messages.

Oh.

She's certainly talented at this, and though he's always thought himself not particularly moved by appearances, the fact that these were taken just for him makes his hunger heighten. ]

You're cruel to tease me like this, Lottie, but I'll appreciate them as long as you want me to. [ He pauses. ] If I were with you, I don't think I would take anything off of you just yet. You look too good like this.

[ He sighs, feeling color rise to his cheeks again at how vulgar he looks, admiring his friend's photos with his hand once more on his cock, though he hasn't resumed stroking himself. No one is looking, and she can't even see him, but this is still nervewracking. ]

But first I'd run my hands up your thighs. I'd make you think that I might slip my fingers under your panties, and touch you, but not yet. Not before I kiss you and push your hair aside, because I wouldn't want to be denied an opportunity to admire your breasts.

[ In fact, the mere thought of being allowed a glimpse again makes his body grow warm with need, and he allows himself to audibly moan as he teases the head of his cock. ]

May I see that, Lottie? [ More nudes plz? ]