I was going to make myself cum again, and this time I was going to put on a fucking show for whoever was watching. I didn’t care who they were, man or woman, stranger or stalker.They paid me to finger my cunt on camera, and I was going to wring every ounce of pleasure out of it. I had all afternoon to use my body, to stretch the ache between my legs until I broke into shaking orgasms.So, yeah, I wasn’t rushing, because the dirtier I dragged it out, the harder they’d pay and the harder I’d make myself scream.I sat back on the lush, blue chair, my body draped in a long, white cotton shirt, the kind men often wore and I often stole from the closet of such men. This shirt was mine now.There hadn’t been any men in my life lately, and I was fine with that. They were such a distraction anyway. Of course, there had been no one at all in my life recently, as was the fate of the world in the times we were all living through.I extended my long, bare legs in front of me. The dark red polish
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