91 Consumed by Desire

My fingers trembled as I reached down, the overwhelming heat radiating from between my legs already soaking through. I was dripping with need, a relentless, burning itch that demanded satisfaction. It was like a fire I couldn’t put out, spreading through me, driving me to the brink of madness.

I hesitated for a moment, but the emptiness inside me was unbearable, urging me to act. I slid my fingers into the slick wetness, fumbling around, desperate to find the spot that would give me some relief. But nothing seemed to work. The frustration only grew, making me move my hand more frantically, hoping to stumble upon that elusive release.

Then, suddenly, I felt a sharp tremor course through my body. My nails, still a bit too long, accidentally pressed directly against my clitoris. A jolt of pleasure shot through me, fierce and overwhelming, causing me to grit my teeth to stifle the moan that threatened to escape. But despite my efforts, a few soft, desperate sounds slipped out.

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