Solace in Self-Pleasure

The house is empty, her husband away on business. She's left alone with her thoughts, her longing. She doesn't have to hide her hunger anymore. She undresses, her body a landscape of desire. She lies back, her fingers finding her clit, circling, pressing. She's wet, so wet, her body ready for a touch that may never come. She slides a finger inside, then another, fucking herself, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She comes, hard, her body arching, her cry echoing in the empty house.

• horny
• my
• by
• lonely

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