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Do you need a hand?

Do your fingers tap
the edge of your clit unconsciously on purpose?
Because it tingled lightly at the thought of me?
Followed by a need to excuse yourself from the current company
Remained irresistible
To a more secluded, private space.
Only to find when you are by yourself
Your pussy is gushing its liquid aroma
That only you can provide
I wonder, in my deep imagination
If two fingers is enough
With the fever rising
And breath rate climbing
You want to put a third one
Maybe a fourth
The palpitations of your pussy
send shocks up the slender curve of your back
Until a dizzy lightheadedness overcomes you
That only your fist can do
Wrap your pussy around
Your clutched fist
Be merciless and greedy to yourself
Such a beautiful sight
Cover your hand with your cum
When you are done
And compose yourself
And your breathing comes to a resting rate
I want to hear all about it
Tell me.
Written by drunkenplaywords
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