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touching, tickling; feeling the back of my mind - my soul That tingle. The anticipation of solidarity - turning desire turning need turning want and turning back to anticipation - finally alone! The thoughts - all so sweetly nasty in my head. The flesh - the sweat the desire free floating touching - tasting so pleasurable so physical - it works. naked under my hands working to fulfill myself still thinking - wishing to share the joy - but still pleasant enough solo. Pressure building - escaping - and building again. feeling dirty for my pleasure enjoying it none the less. Building - building and climax, rapidly descent falling swiftly. Laying alone in my bed wishing for another - a warm body to be next to me - but burning no more for my desire. Back |