slut_in_white
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Leah was panting and needy, uncertain how to make this touch give her what she needed. Part of her wanted to do it to herself, but she wasn't sure what would happen if she tried to touch herself at the same time as this touch, and, teasing though it was, it was still so much better then anything she could do to herself that she dared not risk it.
Get naked.
She didn't know where the thought came from, but it made sense, quite suddenly. Maybe her release wasn't coming because she was still clothed? Maybe her mind - if this was psychosomatic - couldn't get itself to the state of orgasm while she was still clothed.
She glanced quickly at Eric, wondering what his reaction would be if he saw her now... Or more, if he saw her like this but also naked.
She reached behind her and smoothly unclipped her bra, letting it fall away from her breasts, leaving her large, soft tits exposed to the low light of her room. Then it took her a few tries to get firmly to her feet, given how weak her knees were from the thorough finger-fucking she was taking, but she managed, and she yanked down both her pants and panties in one quick motion, kicking them off and collapsing back into her chair.
She returned her hands to her tits, playing and kneading them, rolling her nipples between her fingers with renewed vigor, hoping it would be enough to make these mysterious sensations give her what she so desperately needed.
Get naked.
She didn't know where the thought came from, but it made sense, quite suddenly. Maybe her release wasn't coming because she was still clothed? Maybe her mind - if this was psychosomatic - couldn't get itself to the state of orgasm while she was still clothed.
She glanced quickly at Eric, wondering what his reaction would be if he saw her now... Or more, if he saw her like this but also naked.
She reached behind her and smoothly unclipped her bra, letting it fall away from her breasts, leaving her large, soft tits exposed to the low light of her room. Then it took her a few tries to get firmly to her feet, given how weak her knees were from the thorough finger-fucking she was taking, but she managed, and she yanked down both her pants and panties in one quick motion, kicking them off and collapsing back into her chair.
She returned her hands to her tits, playing and kneading them, rolling her nipples between her fingers with renewed vigor, hoping it would be enough to make these mysterious sensations give her what she so desperately needed.