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How quickly your hand moves from the teasing touch into something fiercer! Seeming to move of its own accord, one glove covered, ridged finger dips in to your lips like a thrust, suddenly grinding against the hidden pearl between your lips. Your entire body jolts sharply at the delicious almost-pain and your cry out loudly. Now you are unwilling, unable, to stop; panting and writhing as your hand works furiously at your throbbing, screaming clit.
You climax with another cry, neither able nor needing to breathe just yet. Slowly your spine relaxes, taut thighs easing soon after as you come back to yourself. A deep, shuddering breath turns surprisingly into a small laugh of delight. Your hand slows, stills and idly traces along your belly as you bask in the feel of one of life’s best pleasures. Feeling recovered enough to continue your play, your ungloved hand drifts up along your body to claim your softening nipples, teasing them back to full promise even as the wrapped hand moves along your plump outer lips again.
You start to tease yourself once more, pressing just the pad of one finger against the folds that shutter that most secret opening into your body. Now again your breath grows shallow and rapid as your fingers, so expert in their torments, continue to bring your body new pleasures. Gradually, your probing finger slips into your sex, the slight abrasion of the glove on your most delicate flesh making you gasp deeply. Despite the glove, you can feel your extreme wetness; the moisture there having nothing to do with the water still cascading down the wall and your legs.
Moaning softly, with increasing hunger, You push and thrust and rock your finger deeper and harder into your aching pussy, still working your nipples with your other hand. The bite of rough cloth makes your near senseless with desire . Pushing your left breast up, your head lifts to meet the puckered nipple, lips suckling hungrily. The titillation of this and little grazes from your teeth combined with the cat’s tongue roughness of your delving finger sends you quickly into another orgasm. you once more cry out loudly, shuddering in hard spasms.Your entire body is consumed with deep, wracking shudders.
Lying at the bottom of the tub, you feel nearly as liquid as the flood of moisture from the showerhead above and that which comes from between your thighs. Your eyes open, though you don't recall having closed them. You have but barely caught your breath again.
Trying to catch Your breath, you lay forward, keeping your ass in the air even as your upper body collapses to the bottom of the tub. Finally sated, letting the last of the hot water clean it and yourself once more.
Stepping from the shower at last, your eyes glance at the clock and you sigh.
What do you choose now?
| Morning Deshmukh | ||
| Clothing: | your birth clothing | |
| Money: | 1.000 $ | |
| horniness: | 5/100
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