6/23/2008 6:32 am
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7/2/2008 8:20 am
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She sat drinking tea, her mind wandering, she wondered if she would see him today, would he call her, she had thought about him all weekend, wondering if he enjoyed his time with his family, the outdoor concerts, the sports games, she wondered if he watched the football, did he see Croatia go down, did he watch the boring match between Italy and Spain. She could not get him out of her head.
Her mind went back to the last time they made love, she thought about his hands on her body, the look on his face as he touched her, the thrill of him inside her, the way he teased her, making her feel every inch on him, her pussy throbbed as she thought about his mouth on her breasts, sucking and nibbling them, stroking the sunburn, his tender touch, the way she felt him inside her, thrusting deep and hard, making her moan, his cock so hard and deep, the way he pulled her hips back to him, going deeper and deeper, her mind relived each thrust, she could almost feel him there.
She thought about him taking her anal virginity, the thought made her quiver, she had never done that before, the possibility had always been a negative thought, but she wanted to try new things, she wanted to please him so much, she felt a strange urge that she had not know, she wanted to let him enter her ass, wanted to feel his cock in another way, every time she thought about it her pussy yearned for him. She thought she should talk to him about it, and she wondered if he wanted to explore this with her. The new feelings were rampant in her head; she was scared and strangely excited by it.
She was so wet with the thoughts of him she ran her hand down to her thighs, and slipped her hand up her skirt, felling her wet pussy, she thrust two fingers up inside herself, her pussy was so wet and throbbing, it would not take long to cum, she run her thumb up over her clit, rubbing her wetness up and over it , her fingers thrust inside she could feel her fingers inside, and her hips thrust to her fingers, she flicked her clit, and rubbed it in round circles, her breath coming in short gasps, as she fingered herself under her desk, thrusting in fast movements, letting her body go, her orgasm hard and prolonged by her thumb rubbing her clit. She sat her fingers inside her so wet, she slipped them out and licked her juices, smiling to herself.
She watched her messenger, hoping his name would go bold and she would see his picture.
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