You think I do not know
you have entered the room.
Telltale sounds roused your curiosity.
My eyes are closed
and my wetness is filled
with two thrusting fingers.
A thumb caresses my swollen bud.
I am drowning in the sweet depths of
I hear your ragged breath
and know that you have joined me
as I knead my breasts,
pull hard nipples taut,
fiercely twist my piercings.
The spasms of my body begin.
I open my eyes and take in the
held in your stroking hand.
Creamy wonders flow from the slit
as your orgasm joins mine.
Moments of loud and struggling breath fill the room.
I pull my fingers from my
wet, swollen core,
a thread of wetness smearing across my thigh.
I watch your face
as I put my fingers in my mouth
and taste my precious essence.
My body sated.
My heart broken
As you turn to leave
this sweet wreck.
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