I have been at home all day, sunning by the pool and reading. The sun drives me nuts, excites me beyond all reason and all I want to do is come. I leave the pool, wrapping a towel around my naked body and go inside, hurrying to my bedroom and the “blue mans”, my vibrating friends. As soon as I settle down in bed, I insert the more active one against my c**t and start thumbing through a Penthouse Letters magazine. I move my thighs to adjust the vibrator, but I can’t get the angle exactly right. I flip onto my tummy, grinding down on the toy, but still can’t quite reach what I want. I want danger and excitement and, mostly, I want to come a few dozen times. I get up, dress, grab the mans and head out to my car. As soon as I close the door, I know I have made a good choice.
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