| Lesbian: Masturbation: Home Alone Part 1 (1/1) |
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Whew, you think as you watch your parents’ car pull out of the driveway. Finally you can be alone. Now it’s time for bed, however, not time to sleep. Your girlfriend is out of town for the weekend and you are craving to feel her tasting you again. But now you have 6 hours all to yourself, and you don't intend to waste a minute of it. You walk briskly to your room and close the door and turn off the lights. You lie back on the bed, your soft fingers caressing your flat stomach as you reach up to pinch your already hard nipples. You moan the name of your ex lover as your fingers wander past your belly button, nearing closer and closer to your sweet, warm, wet pussy; soaking now, actually. Your hand quickly disappears between your long legs. Oh… fuck! You run your fingers along your wet slit. You feel your slippery pearl and you stroke it. Gently first, then harder and more rapidly as you feel your orgasm approaching. Yes, nearly there... oh fuck. And that’s when you feel it, surging through you like an earthquake. You throw your head back against the pillow and moan loudly. You pussy drips with your beautiful cum. And that's when the phone rings...
Hello? You answer. It is your ex girlfriend. At the sound of her voice you rub your clit, taking it between your fingers, rolling it. Mmmm. She's talking about people you don't even know. But you don’t want her to stop. Her voice is so sexy. You let out a long moan of pleasure suddenly. Damn it. Game over, she definitely heard that. She starts to giggle and asks if she can come over. Um... I don't know... I'm sort of busy... But that wasn't a good enough answer for her. She told you that she would be over in five minutes. You don't believe her because she never does what she says she will. Now it is time to get back to where you were. Yes. You grab your vibrator and slip it inside you. Before long you are bucking against the vibrator, screaming. You feel a tear rolling down your face. You explode all over your bed sheet and lie back. Ahh... fuck. You hear a clicking sound. Hmm... must be the air conditioner. You drift off in a deep sleep, your hand still between your beautiful legs. Unfortunately, you won't be alone for long. |
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