I'm glad you could come over, on Valentine's Day. Looks like you didn't have any plans. I must admit I didn't want you to be lonely, I know how hard you took the break-up. I want to talk about all the old times, the good times. You find this bittersweet. I know you think about when we use to fuck, how my pussy felt. Me talking so dirty catches you off guard. I can see you are turned-on, and I want you to stroke your cock. It is Valentine's, after all. I'm going to instruct your jerking, while I talk about my body, as I tease you with it. I'm going to make you want to blow, I'm going to get you so wound up. Oh, I forgot one tiny piece of information. If you want to cum, you have to eat it for me. While you lick up your own cum, I want you to keep eye contact with me. You can stare at what you can't have.