I masturbate to the thought of you.
Illustrations running wild in my imagination,
giving me the sensation of your touch as I slide my panties down.
Arching my back as I picture your tongue parting my lips
I glide my finger over my clit and wonder what your lips feel like kissing it.
I masturbate to the thought of you.
Your voice narrating every move.
My body shaking in anticipation.
Your breath on my neck soothing my quivers
I puddle up as I finger inside my pussy.
I masturbate to the thought of you.
I masturbate to the thought of you.
I masturbate to the thought of you.
You are my fantasy, my escape, my deepest desire.
Giving me more to think about with every
Conversation
Encounter
Experience.
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