heartofcourage
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Georgia fell asleep to the most wonderful dreams. When she woke the next morning, she felt amazing. Her pussy was wet and sore, but it made her smile to think of the things she’d done to herself last night.
Bounding out of bed with renewed energy, she dressed in a simple summer dress, feeling a bit daring as she left off her underwear. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she could see her nipples poking through the thin cotton. She left her hair down, framing her face and drawing attention to her chest.
Georgia, you’re getting a little slutty. She thought to herself with a grin as she went downstairs for breakfast.
McKayla was already at the table, dressed in her work clothes when Georgia entered the room. “Well, someone looks like that had a good night. I could hear you all the way down the hall! Where’s the lucky guy?” She asked, watching a blush cross her roommate’s cheeks as she looked at McKayla with a confused expression.
“There wasn’t a guy.” Georgia answered simply and McKayla’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
“Damn, girl, you need to teach me your secrets.” McKayla laughed as she placed her dishes in the sink and bid Georgia goodbye, telling her she’d be back late that night.
Georgia stood at the sink, thinking about last night as if it were all a dream. Had it been a dream? “Sitri?” She murmured into thin air, wondering if the same phantom from the night before would conjure himself as she said his name.
Bounding out of bed with renewed energy, she dressed in a simple summer dress, feeling a bit daring as she left off her underwear. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she could see her nipples poking through the thin cotton. She left her hair down, framing her face and drawing attention to her chest.
Georgia, you’re getting a little slutty. She thought to herself with a grin as she went downstairs for breakfast.
McKayla was already at the table, dressed in her work clothes when Georgia entered the room. “Well, someone looks like that had a good night. I could hear you all the way down the hall! Where’s the lucky guy?” She asked, watching a blush cross her roommate’s cheeks as she looked at McKayla with a confused expression.
“There wasn’t a guy.” Georgia answered simply and McKayla’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
“Damn, girl, you need to teach me your secrets.” McKayla laughed as she placed her dishes in the sink and bid Georgia goodbye, telling her she’d be back late that night.
Georgia stood at the sink, thinking about last night as if it were all a dream. Had it been a dream? “Sitri?” She murmured into thin air, wondering if the same phantom from the night before would conjure himself as she said his name.