my hunger grew strong

Only true story. I really do get so turned on by my friend.My hunger grew every second away from him. The distance between us killed me. My heart ached for his presence and my pussy pounded at the thought of him. He was my everything and I couldn?t wait to talk to him, to see his face, to see the look in his eyes when I smile. Everything he does drives me crazy!One lonely night of writing kızılay escort fantasies and waiting for him to come on Skype, I started touching myself. I couldn?t help it, the anticipation was killing me. I read a story and was getting wetter and wetter thinking of the characters being me and him, his dick getting hard for kolej escort me, inside me, touching me, wanting me. The thoughts made me touch myself more and more.My hand slid down my body and into my pants. My white thong was already soaked. I couldn?t wait to get my hand in there. I rubbed my clit through my thong, imagining it being maltepe escort his hand and I almost cummed on the spot. He got me so horny and he wasn?t even here. I opened another story to start reading when I tore my shorts off. My hand flung to my thong and I ripped it off roughly. My pussy was going to explode any minute and I wanted to get my fingers in there before my juices sprung out. I threw my ripped thong on the floor and shoved two fingers in my dripping pussy. My mind was racing with thoughts of my fingers being his dick. My fingers twist inside me and before I know it my hand is covered with my own cum. One last thought of him pushed me to the edge. I curl into a ball and had the best orgasm ever.