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Something written in lust
She was bored, plain and simple. There was nothing on tv, all her friends were away either on holidays or working and she was stuck here, watching the house as her parents had gone to some birthday. She switched off the tv and stared at the ceiling. Without thinking or hesitation, she let her hand slip downwards, across her still soft nipples, pinching them slightly between her thumb and index finger, making them hard and aroused. She let her hand journey down further, finally reaching her...