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I haven't masturbated for so long that when I realized what I was doing, I was fucking myself in front of your photo. Compared to the nude you sent me last time, I prefer to get erect while staring at the new photos you posted of your life in the circle of friends. Your smile, your eyes, every detail about you makes me feel an irresistible attraction. I know I shouldn't continue like this, it's wrong. Even though my cock was hard in my crotch, I should stop - but I couldn't control my desire. Your photos are like a fuse that ignites the desire deep inside me. I imagine the scene with you, I want to go to you, press you on the bedside, pull your hair and fuck you, I want to ejaculate all the semen into your womb. This imagination made me feel a strong pleasure, but it also made me feel a deep guilt. I know I shouldn't have such thoughts, but I can't control my desires. Your photos have been deeply engraved in my mind. I can't forget your smile, your eyes, and every detail about you.