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Once I Got Started, No Stopping Me

I've become an avid masturbator. I just can't get enough. During my Marriage of 22 years, I was never allowed to masturbate and I so desperately wanted to. The first man I was involved with bought me my first vibrator and taught me the ins and outs of bringing myself self pleasure. I started with the exploration of my erogenous zones, my pubic crest and the folds of my smooth wet pussy. It wasn't too long before I caught on and I was hooked. Morning, noon, night everyday. Even when I'm driving. My drive to work every day leaves me in rush hour traffic so I've got spare alone time (I'm so against wasting time). There I am, sitting in traffic, my skirt pulled up I insert a couple of my favorite toys. A remote egg and anal beads or my butt plug. I turn the music up so I can play off my masturbation with some dancing. I start getting into the groove grinding down onto my toys until I can't resist touching my throbbing clit. Out she pops and out comes a moan. I can't help myself and I sink into that euphoric place of ecstasy where my body starts to tingle, my nipples get hard and I can't help but allow my juices to flow! What an incredible feeling! I love sitting in traffic! Just as long as I've got my toys with me and a clean pair of knickers. Maybe I should offer to carpool? Then I might get an extra hand :) hmmmm


Posted on: 2020-01-21 04:00:02 | Author: