I was so horny when you called me. As soon as I heard your’ voice, I pulled off the sheet as I raised my legs, planting my feet on the softness of the mattress. Already highly aroused…but I wanted to take my time. I lightly stroked the inside of my thighs, starting close to the knee, then moving up and just flickering across my pubic mound. Then the other side. I could hear my breathing get deeper.
My outer lips were together and I gently parted them, only granting myself a couple of clit rubs. A finger ran around the uneven form of my labia, lingered at the bottom, stroked my perineum. By now I could feel my heartrate really pick up.
By now my other hand was working easy circles on my clit, which felt like it was on electric fire. Meanwhile, I finger-fucked myself, felt all the familiar folds of my pussy, enjoyed the juices that were now flowing all over my labia, down into my anus, onto the sheets. God, I needed a good fucking. I reached up and gently pinched my nipples.
I tilted my pelvis and raised my legs as my hands did their work, the bottoms of my feet burning, recalling all the find male asses they had rested against as I got fucked.
I heard myself screaming…the rest of me was somewhere else, I was seconds from dropping into the sleep that only sex brings. Phone me again soon. I am ready for you. Are you ready for me?
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