When Night Comes Around...
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Invisible
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masturbation
It's silly how frequently it occurs and yet it persists.
Every so often whenever the night is void of much sound or light my mind becomes restless and my body becomes hot.
The layers of clothing just then seem so unnecessary then as they soon after become discarded.
First with the shirt and shorts before the panties and sports bra soon follow being tossed to the side in abandonment.
My body still gets so hot though as my fingers begin to dwell.
First to check on my breasts and perking them up before letting one hand further the roaming down into my warm and hungry pussy.
The anticipation is relentless now as my breathing quickens.
My mind is a blur as the single thought would be to reach a sense of ecstasy.
As one hand spreads my tight pussy lips as the other hand begins to rub and flick the clit there is no turning back now.
It's so bad, my mind is aware of that, but it's too late to stop now.
Two fingers eventually press into my pussy as I pull on the tip of my breasts.
There's no turning back now.
And it gets so hot so quickly as my mind becomes a fog.
While typing this up my pussy is only getting wetter and yet I can't stop.
It's so wet now and my body is so hot.
And yet I can't seem to ever stop.
Every single night...
It's so funny too how much there is of a desire to be called every name under the sun or moon then before returning to reality.
Then, the clothing soon returns now with the prominent scent of my pussy juices evident on my fingers. What a way to end a relatively boring day or night before I manage to lull myself to sleep.
Until the following night...
As always.
:)
Every so often whenever the night is void of much sound or light my mind becomes restless and my body becomes hot.
The layers of clothing just then seem so unnecessary then as they soon after become discarded.
First with the shirt and shorts before the panties and sports bra soon follow being tossed to the side in abandonment.
My body still gets so hot though as my fingers begin to dwell.
First to check on my breasts and perking them up before letting one hand further the roaming down into my warm and hungry pussy.
The anticipation is relentless now as my breathing quickens.
My mind is a blur as the single thought would be to reach a sense of ecstasy.
As one hand spreads my tight pussy lips as the other hand begins to rub and flick the clit there is no turning back now.
It's so bad, my mind is aware of that, but it's too late to stop now.
Two fingers eventually press into my pussy as I pull on the tip of my breasts.
There's no turning back now.
And it gets so hot so quickly as my mind becomes a fog.
While typing this up my pussy is only getting wetter and yet I can't stop.
It's so wet now and my body is so hot.
And yet I can't seem to ever stop.
Every single night...
It's so funny too how much there is of a desire to be called every name under the sun or moon then before returning to reality.
Then, the clothing soon returns now with the prominent scent of my pussy juices evident on my fingers. What a way to end a relatively boring day or night before I manage to lull myself to sleep.
Until the following night...
As always.
:)
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