I thought since the weather is getting chillier for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, it might be nice to revisit some hot summer lovin’…. ☀🌡
The woman lies naked on her bed, the cool air from the pedestal fan brushing over her body as she strokes her nipples langorously. The dream had been so vivid, so sensual, and she has woken up in the early hours with a heavy throbbing between her legs. The heat and humidity has made her sweaty, too, and she can feel the dampness of the bedsheet against her back. The wetness from her aching cunt has not yet spilled far enough to soil the sheets, but it is only a matter of time, she knows. Desire like this is like the magma from a volcano, with unstoppable heat and liquid oozing unchecked from fiery caverns.
Where is he? Her lover? Did he leave while she was asleep? Sure, they are just a fling, but he would usually at least stay until the morning. She can’t hear any sounds from the…
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