On my property, I indulged in self-pleasure, using my girlfriend as a face sit. The view from above, her body beneath me, fueled my desire. Stroking myself, I reached ecstasy, showering her with my release.
As I found myself with a bit of spare time, I decided to utilize my own property for some self-indulgence. I made my way to the living room, where I had been keeping a rather intriguing book. Not the typical literature you'd expect, but a volume that promises to ignite your deepest desires.I took a seat, the book resting on my lap. Its pages were a treasure trove of tantalizing scenarios, each one more enticing than the last. I lost myself in the words, my imagination running wild. Before I knew it, my hands had found their way to my throbbing member, each stroke a testament to the erotic tales within the book.But I craved more. I called out to my partner, who eagerly obliged. I reclined on the sofa, my partner straddling my face, the scent of their arousal filling the air. The sensations were overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure that only heightened my arousal. I continued to stroke myself, the climax building to a crescendo. Until, with a final stroke, I was rewarded with a release as potent as the stories in my book.
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