Brandy
When Dad had left, I thought about m**********g. Over the last year, I had become hornier. In the beginning, I had just gently touched my p***y and rubbed my c**t until I came. By now, I was f*****g myself with two fingers pushed in as far as I could reach. I never seemed to get enough. Usually, I did it once in the morning and then several times after school. It was just such a great feeling, coming over and over again until my legs trembled and I lay exhausted on my bed.
In the end, I decided against it. It was too hot to masturbate. It would have to wait for the evening or maybe in the shower later on.
I lay on one of the sunbeds in the shade under the large tree in our backyard. As I lay there, I thought about my mother and wondered why she had left me and Dad. She wa
