Filthy Fu*ck Dreams
The railing was waist-high, black metal bars spaced just wide enough to frame the view downward—twenty feet to the grass below, her downstairs neighbor's unit directly beneath, lights off, presumably asleep.
Sadie leaned against the railing, the metal biting cold into her palms and belly, and spread her legs wide, feet planted firm on the textured surface. Her pussy lips parted in the open air, clit throbbing visibly, wetness glistening in the moonlight. *Anyone could look up right now,* she thought, pulse hammering in her throat, the fear twisting deliciously with hunger. She reached between her legs, fingers sliding through her slick folds, dipping into her heat with a soft squelch that se
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