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As I mentally toy with this side of me I wonder should I ask for more? What is too much... or are my desires not enough. Exploring, wanting, fearing. Sweet pain I breath for. I close the door reluctantly until the key is to heavy to carry. Here I am. Waiting.... the delicious strappings against my skin. Here is my place.
2 years ago. December 5, 2021 at 10:15 AM

Went to dinner tonight. Seated outside due to the Covid bullshit. To mask or not. Eating and sipping wine with friends. While we all shivered. My nipples were hard. Took a shot to warm up. Loved the warmth down my throat. Love hanging with my gals. Gossiped. Drank. Drank some more. Uber got me home. Dropped my ripped jeans off, tossed my tan colored jacket off and undid my lacy push up bra. Rubbed my full breasts before I raised my arms up and took off my silky dark brown shirt. Dropped my semi buzzed self on my leather couch. Surfed through channel after channel. Knowing I needed more. Gently rubbed myself while I pushed down my beige panties. Wetness starts. Raised my fingers to my mouth. Tastes sweet. Sucking my finger tips hard. Wetting them so I can circle my clit with the moistness. Moaning. Feeling my panties getting soaked. Cumming. Feels sooo good. 

Jack in the box -
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2 years ago

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