It's been three days since my boyfriend decided I wasn’t worth the effort anymore, and my body had been screaming for release ever since. My p***y felt wet all the time, my c**t throbbing against the seam of every pair of panties I've worn. By midnight I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed to c*m so badly I was shaking. I needed it loud and messy and shameless.
So I slipped into the thinnest white sundress I own, the one that clings to my heavy t**s and stops just below the curve of my ass, with no bra or panties on. My n*****s were already rock-hard, they were poking through the cotton like they were begging to be sucked. I grabbed my keys, my favorite eight-inch veined dildo, and drove.
I found the darkest part of the county road I know, nothing but black fields and the occasional flick
