When I get horny I like to chat. Or maybe it is that I get horny when I start to chat. Either way right not (as is often the case) I want to talk about all the naughty things going round in my head. Whether that be perfect partners, past experiences, fantasies, frustrations, kinks, or just killing time it's all good fun to me. I'm open to just chatting as we are or framing it as a roleplay. I'll frame the roleplay below but don't feel you have to stick to it at all.

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I couldn't wait! As I sat in the station café I watched the arrivals board seeing the minutes tick down until your train pulled in. What with Covid, new jobs, and new cities we hadn't been able to catch up in... well much too long! Sure we texted, talked on the phone, video called and everything short of sending pigeons to each other it just wasn't the same. Nothing quite compared to the thrill of sitting with you and having the sort of conversations that would make even the bro-iest of bros blush.

You have never been shy about your experiences. You wear the label of slut as a badge of honor and do your best to live up to it. Then, afterwards, I make you tell me every detail. Not that it takes much convincing. You practically act it out, blow by blow, with the screams and moans to match.

As the thoughts of it fill my mind I hear the announcement that your train is pulling in and I crane my neck to spot you in the crowd...

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It doesn't have to be nearly that dramatic. Maybe you just want to tell me something fun, brag about your latest catch, talk dicks and the dicks they come attached to. Anything you want I'm here for it. Just don't be a prude ;)