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Skype-(Nate Robinson)-For @YouLack_Persona *Explicit*

"Babe, I miss you!" Nate whined. "I miss you too babe, I wish you could've came. But I understand your schedule." You went to your bedroom, open your laptop and got directly to Twitter, then to Facebook, checking your notifications on the social media websites. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Checking some things on the computer." You heard some shuffling on the other end, then Nate's husky voice. "Get on Skype for me.." You could practically hear how horny he was. You log onto Skype and hang up the phone. You connect and soon Nate is sitting shirtless in front of you. He was in his house in Denver. He fixes the camera and moves back so you can she he's already pleasuring himself. "Take off that shirt for me [Y/N].." You do as told, taking off his Denver Nuggets t-shirt to reveal your bare chest. “God, [Y/N] I wish I was there.." He stroked faster. "Now, let me see that pussy baby…” You lean back off the bed and take your underwear off, so that you're completely exposed to him.

You bit your lip. "Play with yourself." You spread your legs open, and you rub your clit as you watch him. "That's it..." You see the bead of white pre-cum run down from the head of his member, and you almost lose it right there. His eyes are stuck on you. You push a finger in your opening. His hand pumps faster, and your fingers match his sped. Your hand begins to get wet as you push further, and further. "Nate..oh my God..I'm going to cum.." He lets out a deep groan. His hand going a lightning speed. You pinch your nipples, which adds to your pleasure. His movements gets faster and he finally cums, his white load squirting onto his chest as he falls back in his chair panting. Squelching noises come from your wet passage. "You're so damn wet" he groans, as he slowly pulls at his member. "Oh God Nate!" You had add a third finger into your swollen entrance. You arch your back, wetting the bed sheets underneath you as you orgasm violently. “Just wait until next week [Y/N]." He smirks as he cleans himself off.

-I only have 5 more spots for the NBA Imagines,

 for anyone who wants a imagine:

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