Reading A Story
My roomie is gone and the door is shut, I know that at any time someone could walk in, not caring if the door is shut or not. I cannot ignore the need that’s been growing inside me all day. The thoughts of running my dainty manicured fingers over my throbbing clit has drove me to the brink of insanity. I grab my netbook, the one I reserve for solely internet play. My hands slowly slide over my body, for a brief moment I close my eyes and allow myself to feel as if it is a man treasuring my body...