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For once, I awoke before my four-legged alarm clocks. A distinct ‘itch’ of horniness was already tingling between thighs, thighs that were strangely sticky for such an early hour of a morning. I mean, ‘morning clitty’ is pretty common with me, but it doesn’t normally shake me from my slumbers at five o’clock in the morning!I let the pooches out, poured the first morning coffee and padded to the computer, wearing nothing but a simple white, fluffy towelling robe hurriedly thrown on before letting the dogs back in. My overnight mails were checked; nothing of importance to deal with for once. I logged into Lush, my primary port of call when in the mood to chat on subjects sex, and that I most certainly was.A quick look at my messages/ Ataşehir Escort views and stuff and I checked the chat page, that tingling getting to more needy proportions. I entered my usual ladies room and did the formalities. “Hi, how are you, whats up,” etc. I started to perv the various profiles for possible cyber partners.Once I’d discounted the ‘dodgy’ ones (the ‘known’ fakes ) the airheads and dreamers, the semi-literates, and those with tastes I didn’t share, it didn’t leave too many. I was feeling a little disappointed and that itch between my thighs was beginning to scream in my head to be scratched; scratched big time.One hand had already found its way to my naked, glistening mound, Ataşehir Escort Bayan gently teasing myself, my fingernail raking the swelling bud of my clit. A steady trickle of aromatic nectar ran down towards my arse, dampening the towel under my bum.Then she arrived.: a girl I’d spotted in chat a few days before, posting some rather hot images that had caught my attention. Without a word of greeting she just started throwing pics into the room, and given my current state it hardly needed an Einstein to imagine the effect it had on my now quivering bod.This time she was pulling up some even hotter girl on girl stuff, all in some really hardcore situations and positions. My fingers Escort Ataşehir were suddenly more active, stroking my kitty with long slow strokes, teasing, taunting. My tits were rising and falling as my breathing increased. I clicked her nick, and whispered a very explicit few words to her, unseen by the rest of those present, not knowing if she’d even respond, seeing as she’d not acknowledged a single person in the room up to that point. All the while, unable to draw my eyes from the highly sexual images flashing up on my page.To my great surprise a whispered reply appeared, “Glad you like the pics,and hope they’re having beneficial effects.”Beneficial? Was she joking? My response was simple and to the point, “They, and you (yes I’d checked her pics out too, and she was gorgeous) have me fingering hard. I’m horny as fuck!”More images and no further comments from her. I was plunging my fingers deep within the sodden tightness of my pussy now, breathing hard, when again, out of the blue, another whisper from her hit the screen.”So am I.
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