She can't stop thinking about it...
Enjoy reading..
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I can barely remember a day I wasn't utterly aroused. Mornings are the worst, and today is no exception.
Still in bed, my eyes unfocused, I can already feel the hunger building.
Last night was fun. I still remember the story I was reading about the insatiable man. Yes, the forever-ready rabbit making his way through town, p***y by eager p***y.
Mmmm, pussy... she calls to me again.
I feel her whispering breath beneath my sheets, coursing through my bloodstream.
"Becca," she urges, "Beccaaaaahhh. Psst, down here... Last night was fun, right? Gaahd, we came so hard... how many times? Six? You f****d me sooo good Becca... Do me again, please? Fingerrr me."
"I have to work today," I moan in one-part truthful urgency and
