Thrill of exhibition IV
Saturday morning found Mary laying on the living room floor laying in a puddle of her own making. Her nipples and vagina hurt from the abuse they receive the night before.
Finding it hard to move her leg, Mary opened her eyes. Puzzled, she looked around wondering why she was on the floor. Moving her arm across her chest she gasped, realizing she was still nude. Slipping her hand between her legs the tenderness of her pussy brought back the memory of last night. Pressing her fingers into her mouth, she smiled thinking about yesterday.
Dragging herself up, Mary stumbled into to kitchen to pour a glass of juice before taking a much needed shower.
Feeling better after a long hot shower, Mary stood in front of her bedroom window. Looking down on the street she let her towel fall to the floor. Leaning forward, she closed her eyes as she pressed her nude body against the glass imagining the passersby watched her. Moving a hand up, she was pleased to find her nipples were already responding.
Mary pictured drivers slowing down to watch her, as she squeezed her left nipple between her thumb and forefinger. A soft moan escaped her lips while she flicked her nail across her clit, teasing it to stiffness. The fire deep in her built as she slid her fingers in her vigina. As her knees began to shake Mary's breathing quickened. Even though the street was so far away she wished she was being watched.
Watching the bus she rides go by, Mary closed her eyes.
Picturing herself enter the bus, Mary pulled at her nipples. Wearing only her raincoat, she imagined the riders watching her. As she began to shake, her fingers were coated with her warm vaginal juices. Faster her fingers moved as a second wave came over her.
Falling backwards onto the bed, she bit her lips to hold back her scream. The smacking sounds grew with each convoltion as she stabbed at her hungry vagina with her fingers.
Her eye rolling back into her head Mary could see she was sitting in the last row of the bus. Everyone on board is watching her, almost begging her to start her show. Slowly she unbuttoned her coat.
As it fell open, she heard one rider say, more. Pulling her coat off, her naked body was in full display to all who looked.
With a powerful wave, Mary shook uncontrollably. Her vaginal walls gripped her fingers while she flopped around the bed.
Laying with her eyes closed and sucking her fingers, Mary caught her breath. The thought of her on the bus exposing herself caused her vaginal fluids to build up.
Sitting down enjoying her breakfast, she remembered the peice of paper in her coat pocket
Finding it hard to move her leg, Mary opened her eyes. Puzzled, she looked around wondering why she was on the floor. Moving her arm across her chest she gasped, realizing she was still nude. Slipping her hand between her legs the tenderness of her pussy brought back the memory of last night. Pressing her fingers into her mouth, she smiled thinking about yesterday.
Dragging herself up, Mary stumbled into to kitchen to pour a glass of juice before taking a much needed shower.
Feeling better after a long hot shower, Mary stood in front of her bedroom window. Looking down on the street she let her towel fall to the floor. Leaning forward, she closed her eyes as she pressed her nude body against the glass imagining the passersby watched her. Moving a hand up, she was pleased to find her nipples were already responding.
Mary pictured drivers slowing down to watch her, as she squeezed her left nipple between her thumb and forefinger. A soft moan escaped her lips while she flicked her nail across her clit, teasing it to stiffness. The fire deep in her built as she slid her fingers in her vigina. As her knees began to shake Mary's breathing quickened. Even though the street was so far away she wished she was being watched.
Watching the bus she rides go by, Mary closed her eyes.
Picturing herself enter the bus, Mary pulled at her nipples. Wearing only her raincoat, she imagined the riders watching her. As she began to shake, her fingers were coated with her warm vaginal juices. Faster her fingers moved as a second wave came over her.
Falling backwards onto the bed, she bit her lips to hold back her scream. The smacking sounds grew with each convoltion as she stabbed at her hungry vagina with her fingers.
Her eye rolling back into her head Mary could see she was sitting in the last row of the bus. Everyone on board is watching her, almost begging her to start her show. Slowly she unbuttoned her coat.
As it fell open, she heard one rider say, more. Pulling her coat off, her naked body was in full display to all who looked.
With a powerful wave, Mary shook uncontrollably. Her vaginal walls gripped her fingers while she flopped around the bed.
Laying with her eyes closed and sucking her fingers, Mary caught her breath. The thought of her on the bus exposing herself caused her vaginal fluids to build up.
Sitting down enjoying her breakfast, she remembered the peice of paper in her coat pocket
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