It’s been one of those weeks. Long, draining and not in the good way. Since Wednesday I’ve needed a release.
More than once in the middle of long drives for work I found myself drifting into whole body day dreams of a slowly lowering myself onto a long, hard and girthy cock.
At one point I had to stop driving. I pulled over into a rest stop, which was deserted, and walked into the surrounding forest imagining being bent over – hand against a tree – and taken from behind. Feeling myself filled up. Surrendering my body to someone else’s.
Being the only person around, it wasn’t hard to justify dropping my leggings and feeling my already lubricated clit. Within a minute I created a release. My body supported by a tree as I reached into my own desperate depths.
Once home I told my boyfriend of my need for release. Life had kept us both busy for days and I was promised a good fucking on Friday.
Thank god it’s Friday.