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There, naked on the floor, I masturbated. My hands moved like lighting across my body. My fingers gripped and massaged my breasts. They kneaded and prodded at my tender skin. My nipples nearly stung with how good teasing them and tweaking them felt. Rolling them between my fingers was making me gasp out loudly and moan.
Between my legs, my fingers ran up and down my moist lips. They did not give me any mercy down there. No matter how much my body would writhe, or how loudly I’d call out, I continued on. I could feel my hard love button quiver with every pass, and I knew I was probably leaving some wetness on the floor between my legs.
Suzie probably was watching intently, but I didn’t care. My eyes were shut and my head thrown back. I was lost and unaware of what was going on outside my body. I didn’t care, all I wanted was that pleasure now. I wanted it to build up and for me to burst.
Oh and I burst. It was so much. It took really only seconds for the first wave of pleasure to crash over me. All at once it was like my nerves sang out in joy. My body shook, and I cried out. A pulsating pleasure passed through my body, rippling to my very core.
Even as I felt the first one pass, another built as I didn’t let my fingers slow down. I’d never been this aroused before, and my body had more pleasure to deal with than ever before.
Eventually it all slowed down, the pleasure, my fingers, and my mind. Things turned to black as I felt myself drift off into something that was like sleep…
