Free Girls!
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by Lisa
Summer heat, increasing that urge that is already over powering. Warm moist air caressing my neck, curling the wet tendrils at its nape.
Sweat slowly rolling down. Feeling like tiny fingers tracing my body.
Making me tingle all over.
The distant thunder arousing me more as is nears. Flashes of lightening light the room momentarily, exposing bare skin. Rain beating almost as hard as my heart. Breaths coming short and fast as I trace the contours of my aching breasts. Bringing each tender nipple to a tight hard peak.
Slowly my right hand slides down my stomach to the throbbing clit almost screaming for attention. Arching my back on contact with the sensitive button. The heat is intense in the room and in my body. Sliding fingers deep to the core thrusting slowly at first as I rub my thumb over my swollen clit.
Concentrating only on the need to sooth the burning desire.
Faster and deeper my nimble fingers work knowing where and when as only they could. My left hand squeezing tightly on my left nipple. Rolling it and pulling it as I envision lips closing around it. Teeth biting, tongue tracing it.
With a loud crash of thunder I feel the tightening begin. Furiously flying fingers bring me to the edge and not sure if the brightness was lightening or the explosion inside of me releasing the energy trapped within
My short fast breathing slowing now as my body contracts with appreciation.
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