I found myself laying in bed, pulsing my kegels, squeezing my legs together. My entire attention settled on the aching between my legs. His name was on my lips. Over and over. I kept feeling his tongue, ghostly and not real enough to bring me satisfaction. I considered getting up and finding one of my new toys but knew if I got up my husband would hear and come to check on me, ruining my fantasies....
So I lay back and allowed my hand between my legs before closing them tight, again, holding it there... as if I'd take it away. Nothing more than a hard spot to press and rock against while I imagined his cock there, again. Pushing inside me so hard and insistent....
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