She watched as he manipulated his cock in his hands. Fingers enclosing around the shaft, closed fist falling and rising over and over again. His manhood growing harder with every stroke. She couldn’t help but use him as she fantasized, fingers trailing down her stomach beneath her silk panties already damp with need. She found her throbbing clit, engorged and aching to be touched. As she watched his cock pass through his open fist, grazing his palm, fingers sliding across his skin, over the rigid veins, she couldn’t help but indulge her newest desire. Instantly her mind was transported while she touched herself. She stood over him ready to have what she so desperately needed. She straddled him and lowered herself down. He entered her womb with such ease and yet her breath was stolen by the pleasure she felt. She rode him up and down until she collapsed onto him one last time. Every inch of her body lit up with electricity. He pulled her head back and exposed her neck, kissing and biting while he continued to use her body, seeking his own release. He pushed himself inside of her one last time and found ecstasy awaiting him.
She knew this was all a fantasy, but no matter how fabricated the narrative her mind created, the pleasure was indisputable.
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