"Thirty - the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair." ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby My life isn't going to be like that. Following me through my wanderings and wonderings about life.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
8/12/07
I woke up this morning and re-read the conversation, following especially the parts where you give me directions. I only played with my pussy lips until I got to the end like you had asked. When it was time to touch my clit, I followed your directions and stroked it thinking of you touching it, and then waited 5 seconds before continuing. I rubbed in kind of the same manor as last night (it's how I cum.... you might say I'm in a rut), rubbing the upper side with my left hand. I was so close when my arm started to get tired but instead of switching hands I needed to cum really badly so I just ignored it and kept rubbing and rubbing the base of my clit with my left hand. There was a big gasp of air right before I cameI'm about to go suck on my panties now. I've never done it before so I'm a little worried that I won't be able to compel myself to do it to completion, but I will let you know when I'm done how it went. After that I will shower and touch my pussy like you directed last night.Shelly
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