A connection was made last night – two actually.
The connection in my mind – I enjoy a little pain. The connection in my body – pinch my nipple, and my pussy gushes. I could almost feel the synapses connect in my brain.
Hot, wet, juicy come squirted over my fingers. I felt the heat pouring out of my pussy. My nipple ached. My mouth opened in a silent scream. I stroked my clit, softly, gently. I wanted to create another pool to sleep in. Nothing.
I tweaked my tender breast. Gushing liquid poured into my hand. I began to shake. My hips bucked uncontrollably. I smacked my clit. A squeak slipped out of my mouth.
Not believing this could be real, I did it again. My nipple ached. My pussy melted. The pool of come under my ass grew wider. I was slick with ejaculate. The stickiness covered my hands. The smell permeated the room.
Eight, nine, ten times later, I shook uncontrollably.
This morning, I gasped as the fabric of my bra grazed my bright red nipple and immediately felt the moisture build between my thighs.
Leigh could have written this. She has the same connection. Watch our blog soon for a post called “SDS” in which I attend to her extremely sensitive nipples….and nothing else….for about 20 continuous minutes 🙂
Your Leigh is a lucky woman!
now that is just so hot
That was the only thought left in my head afterwards…