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Warning: Mastrubation.
All Alone.
Tears were falling from Bree's eyes, down on her pillow. The otherwise strong woman was falling apart. And it was all because of a stupid man. Karl. She loved him so much. Or rather had loved him so much, as he was now dead.
She couldn't believe it she had finally found someone she was crazy about and that was crazy about her and the he had been taken away from her. It was unbearable.
She had finally started to believe in a happy future, a future with him, where they didn't have to hide anymore. A future of fun, of happiness, where she could live a little, be a little crazy. Be a little less herself.
Karl of all people had taught her that, to have fun, that and steaming hot sex. Never before had she felt so deliberated in bed. Never before had anyone made her cum that hard. She enjoyed his every touch, his every move, to have him inside her, to feel his release. To feel…
More tears, she would never again be able to feel his hot body against her own, feel his juices mixing with her own, feel his lips almost rape hers, how they made love to every inch of her body, hear his loud groans, and feel the touch of his fingers all over her.
A hand reached down inside her panties, gently stroking over her clean shaved sex. Closing her eyes, she pictured Karl in all his glory. How he came to take her with all his might. A shiver of lust ran through her body, making her wet. Dripping wet. Her fingers teasingly went from her clit to her entrance. A soft moan escaped her lips as she started to rub her clit, fast and hard.
"Ohhh, ohhh," she let out twisting in pleasure.
She went faster as she let the other hand slide down and two fingers went inside. She pictured it was Karl, making her go faster and scream out to him. Faster and harder.
"Please make me come," she begged, panting heavily.
One last effort and she lay there, shaking on the bed.
When she again opened her eyes, she realized she was not there, she was all alone and it was all quiet. No Karl expressing how he felt after, taking her lovingly into his arms and pulling her close.
It was just her, all alone in the darkness.
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