Unrestrained Urges: Playing with Solitude

A woman, left alone with her thoughts and desires, finds herself playing with time. She's lonely, yes, but also curious, hungry. She slips her hand beneath her skirt, feeling the wetness that's been building, a testament to her unspoken needs. Her fingers find their way to her clit, circling it, teasing it, as she imagines a lover's touch. She's lost in her own world, her body responding, her breath hitching, when suddenly, the clock chimes, breaking the spell, reminding her that time, indeed, waits for no one.

• time
• play
• lonely
• wett

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