Mythighs soaking as I continue to release, even now when it is not beingtouched or caressed and not even having come to the conclusion. My wholebody screaming for release! I want it! I need it! Please!Abruptly and repentantly I feel my finger penetrating me, slippingcomfortably into my wet forbidden flesh. I let out a loud gasp, drainingall the air from my lungs, as the sensation of the finger inside me overpowers my senses, numbing my body, and tumbling my mind into darkness,being unable to focus on anything except the unbelievable sensationbetween my legs.My finger explores my womanhood, driving me mad with lust. It finds itstarget, and settles on my clittie. At this I let a scream out as a neckjerking spasm shoots up my spine.The finger starts to franticly fiddle my smaller winky, making meabsolutely delirious with pleasure.Yes! Yes! Yes! Its coming. Its coming! Whimpers and whines freely escapemy gasping mouth as the sensation completely takes hold of my naked lithesweating. That Wednesday I miraculously managed to pin her down to meeting me for lunch at the bar where I worked part-time in town. Bizarrely she was far more affectionate and animated than I had seen her for some weeks. You could have knocked me over with a feather when she suggested we fly down to her Father’s house on the Devonshire coast for a romantic weekend. The thought of having her virtually all to myself for a couple of days amongst the beauty of the south coast was just the tonic I needed to make me shelve my plans for dumping her. Sitting there gazing at this woman with her beautifully curved legs primly crossed, an inch of cleavage peeking out from her white lycra sports top and her mesmerizing, mysterious smile I thought to myself: ‘How would you ever be able to explain to your mates that you dumped her? How are you going to feel when they all start queuing up to try their luck?’ And so I decided to soldier on. After all things weren’t that stale were they? Besides didn’t I.
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