Wearing your gifted lingerie, I'm pleasuring myself for you

After receiving your tantalizing lingerie, I couldn't resist slipping into it and indulging in some self-pleasure, all while thinking about you. The silky fabric against my skin ignited a fiery desire, and my fingers eagerly explored the intimate folds of my being. I envisioned you doing the same, following my instructions, our shared ecstasy linked by our shared fantasies. The rhythm of my touch grew, each stroke more intense than the last, until we both reached the pinnacle of pleasure. This was a dance of desire, a symphony of self-pleasure, a testament to the power of mutual masturbation. As I reclined in satin and lace, I knew our shared climax echoed across the miles, a silent yet potent declaration of our shared carnal delight.