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I pass my palm past the navel, you imagine the down of the pubis and as if along the cut, like you along the scar, a raw wound, I burst between my lips, so the clitoris is swollen, it’s just a kick-ass
My whole body is pierced by sparks, I’m arching all over towards me, it’s like pain, but pain, which is incredibly pleasant, my fingers instantly become wet and sticky, I’m all flowing
The games are over, and with them thoughts and reflections, fingers do their job, which makes all the difference waves of indescribable pleasure spread across my body... It seems that I’m inside my body, and I’m watching myself from the outside, it’s so cool there are simply no words. Well, why are you silent?
234 fingers one by one burst into defenseless flesh, to the fullest depth you can imagine they are rude and frantic, but the more assertively they act, the sharper and brighter my sensations are simply flying away!!! The body continuously secretes a viscous lubricant, thick like honey, which immediately turns into foam, into a mousse, whipped by the movements of my frantic fingers. AAAAAAAAA Would you like to try it?
I’m on the verge of orgasm, I’ll take a little rest
nI eagerly lick my wet fingers, would you like to lick them too? I think you would like everyone and one by one who visited THERE. do you want?
I like my taste, I think you will also like my taste and the tart smell of my body, covered with perspiration, trembling with lust, frantic with dissatisfaction.
The hair on my temples and forehead sticks to my skin , damp with sweat. The hairs in the perineum are stuck together from the juices flowing from the open shell of the vulva, it’s just a kick-ass, cloudy droplets are flowing down the buttocks, just imagine. The tortured and squeezed nipples are pleasantly aching from pain. I would like to caress them, huh? on the left breast the scratches left by nails on the delicate skin in a fit of passion sting... and the fingers again tug at the tender flesh, causing an explosion of pleasure. Heavy breathing turns into moans and then into sobs, and this is not an exaggeration. I’m really crying, hot tears of happiness and joy flow down my cheeks burning with shame.
Hips continue to tremble, imagine in time with the convulsions of the contracting muscles of the vagina, there is a pleasant weakness throughout the whole body, would you like to lick me? Class!!!!
I have a secret, many secrets. I keep them deep in my mind and don’t show them to anyone.
I never admit that I am me, that I am writing this text, that these are my fantasies, that they excite me.
Sometimes I imagine that I am doing sex on the bus with strangers. Would you like to try? The bus is packed, I hold on to the top rail with both hands and practically hang on it. People are crowding around, someone is pushing past me, and they are freezing. I’m wearing tight black pants with a hidden zipper in the back. Someone’s hand rubs my butt and finds a slider that pulls it down. I close my eyes so as not to feel shame. I don’t care what they do to me, as long as they do it quickly and correctly. A hard penis pokes into the buttocks without getting into the vagina. I help, slightly spread my legs and sit on the head. I’m wearing panties with a slit between my legs. I don’t know why but it has to be so. To have fun on the bus.
The man puts his hands on his hips, pulls me in and goes deep inside. I’m not afraid of the lack of a condom or roughness, because it’s a fantasy. There is no fear of getting pregnant or getting infected. There is only the fear of exposure. They fuck me unnoticed, silently. There is silence on the bus, you can only hear the dull roar of the engine and the sniffling of people standing nearby. The bus rocks on the bumps, the penis goes deeper. The hard long penis twitches, freezes, tenses. They cum inside me. what do you think? The penis is slowly pulled out, I squeeze my knees so that the sperm does not flow out. I feel the lightning converging on my butt. I’m closed. We’re approaching a stop. Several people leave, a handsome young man comes in. Tall, blue-eyed, big. He squeezes past me and freezes behind me. I’m hanging on the handrail, I feel his fingers unbuttoning me. I want him to fuck me, I really want him to. Handsome. He inserts his middle finger, pushes it inside. I’m tense, holding the sperm with my knees, which is ready to flow out. The guy sticks his knee in and makes me spread my legs. erotic stories Sperm leaks onto his hand. I’m ready to die from shame. He won’t fuck me because I have someone else’s sperm in me. He wipes his fingers on a napkin and puts it in my pocket. I’m closed. The blue-eyed handsome man leaves. I lost it because of my own promiscuity. I take out a crumpled napkin and bring it to my face. I smell it. I wet my lips and lick them. I’d like to think it’s the cum of the guy who refused to fuck me. I want to cry. I sob, holding back my tears. I take all the sperm from the napkin with my tongue. I dissolve it in my mouth.
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