"Fuck." I cursed lightly, my hips bucking up into my hand. I hated this part, not because I didn't like it, but because it was never enough. It was ha...d to push my fingers in deeper, brushing over the soft little nub inside of me. I moaned, my fingers curled up further, my movements faster. My pussy was dripping, sensitive. My body trembling the closer I got. I tried to keep my legs still but at this point it was a lost cause. I pumped my fingers in faster and slightly deeper, until I felt that. We never discussed our family life, our future plans, or anything like that. After all, he was married and wanted to stay that way. And I wasn’t looking for anything more than a distraction from my everyday life.When we talked about meeting, I told him it would have to be on my terms. There wasn’t any question that I wanted to meet him. It was just knowing so much about each other through our emails and conversation, the reality of meeting him was a bit scary to me. But after a couple of days. More

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