This morning I woke up, still stuffed with my toy from last night. My pussy was wet and throbbing and I loved feeling the toy try to slip it’s way out from me. The night prior, I knew i had begun to ovulate. Everything pointed to it, my hormones shifting, my insatiable need for cock, my pussy constantly throbbing at me. So I took the night and was up for almost all of it, gently fucking myself with my toys. It has gotten to be around 4 am, and I ended up passing out with it in.
So this morning, after I sadly had to let it out, I began to do some errands and work. But the feeling still remained. I wanted more. I needed to be filled and fucked. My mind was a daze of lust as I pictured my wildest fantasies. To be bred over and over again. I began to think about how I have so many ideas and what they would be like. To have my SO take me in a semi public place. Me sitting on his lap, my skirt hiding his rock hard cock between my dripping thighs. And slowly as time went on he would slip it inside. People may pass us by and see a cute couple in love, but not know that he was pumping me full of his juicy seed that very moment.