I was occupied at home, in my natural state. Mindless of all the political propaganda, mindless of the presidential debate. All in my head, all in my zone, you wouldn’t know overcame me when I looked at my phone.
There I was scrolling through my feed and I see a female with the potential to breed. I pull down my trousers as I’m home alone, I twirl down the blinds as I gaze at my phone.
There she was, a girl with a seductive face, I unzip myself as my heart begins to race. Her dark mascara, her bright red blush, that tight blue dress wrapped around her waist.
She walks toward me while dragging her dress down, she tries to hold back her smile as she does it. Oh no, there she goes, hit by an oncoming shopping trolley in the back of the leg. She falls to her knees as she begins to ache, I rush toward her and caress her calve. She stops crying as I continue to ease the pain.
She looks up at me while I am lost touching her. She smiles and bites her lip. She has her sexy upskirt exposed. I can see her black panties wrapped around her thick thighs.