As I lay in my bed I started fingering myself. I regretted returning Stacy's dildo as I could have done with it right then. I'd never felt the need for a dildo before, but something was different that night. Despite the humiliation of showing myself off like that to a stranger, I quickly got myself horny again. I closed my eyes and started finger f*****g myself with more vigour than ever before. But instead of imagining Tommy's c**k inside of me, all I could see was Mr Finch's face. As I brought myself to an orgasmic frenzy I remembered the hungry look on his face as he looked at my inviting cunt and the way he'd quickly had to adjust the burgeoning bulge in his pants. I fell asleep knowing that I no longer had any interest in f*****g Tommy, but I would die of s*x starvation if I didn't ha
