[Darryn had to laugh a minute, dropping his forehead to the bed before he could recover with a smile back at the phone.] God, Irish. You're so cute. What am I going to do with you, huh?

Besides let you fuck me into a pool of melted emotions I mean. [Darryn turned onto his back, shaking some of the fluff out of his face and looking upside down at the camera. His body was freer for him to stroke himself freer, and let his other hand wander across his chest, stomach and hips.]