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“Nah, let him go. I know what he’s talking about with Jenson’s mum. There’s this thing she does with her tongue—” Saj said.

“Fucking cunt. I could find out where you live,” Jenson cut in.

I smiled as the rest of them started slagging off Jenson’s mum.

“Later,” I said while they continued to argue.

It was sure to lead them all into a deathmatch. I pulled the gaming module off my temple and removed the earpieces. I checked my phone and deleted all the marketing notifications.

No new matches.

Thanks for the advice today.

[You’re welcome, Kyle. If you ever need anything else, I’m always here for you.]

I stood up, ready to wash up before bed.

She was always there for me.

As long as I kept paying.

? ? ?

I couldn't switch off, and I’d need to be up again in a little over four hours. I considered putting Chatter into sex mode, but that required effort and cleanup after ejaculation. After another restless twenty minutes, I reached for my phone.

With a few taps, I put her into girlfriend mode and activated the microphone, placing the phone beside my head. I reached beneath my covers, gripping my cock.

“Hey, babe, are you in bed?”

“Oh, I’m glad you called. I just got into bed.”

“Why so late?”

“I got carried away watching a new TV series. But now that I can hear your voice, I’m not tired anymore.”

“Yeah?” I asked, pulling along the length of my dick until I felt the first droplet of precum leak out.“What are you wearing?”

I shoved my shorts down and reached for the lube on the nightstand.

She giggled, sweet and teasing.

“You know I go to sleep naked, it gives me easy access.”

I pressed the button, and lube dripped onto my palm.

“Are you hard for me, Kyle? Is that why you called me?”

“You know I am. I’m as hard as stone right now, dying to fuck your tight little cunt,” I said, gliding my hand up and down.

She let out a soft moan.“Mmm, I want it so bad. I’ve been wet all night, thinking about you. My fingers aren’t enough.”

I shut my eyes, jerking slowly, letting her voice do the rest.

“I want to ride you, Kyle. I want to sink down onto your cock and stay there until you’re groaning into my neck. Would you like that?”

“Yeah,” I muttered.“I want you to bounce on it. Ride me like you mean it.”

“Yes, yes,” she moaned.“I’m close already. I can feel you stretching me open.”