A micro story of a female handjobIN HEAT. I'm hot. I walk

A micro story of a female handjob IN HEAT. I'm hot. I walk around the house in muscular clothes and panties like a cat in heat. I get in front of the computer. While I open it, I go to the bedroom, I put my balls in, I grab a cock-shaped vibrator. Yesterday I saw a recommendation about porn pages. I look for them. I open and close my thighs so that the toy inside me has its delicious effect. I watch a blowjob. I would love to be able to do it.   Having a man tied up, naked, big, fat, with a huge cock. Spit on tough meat. Grab the shaft and start jerking it off. See, how it looks out of my hand, the huge cock and three fingers of cock. Lick, savoring its flow, seeing the shine of the uncapped plum, putting it in my mouth. With my tongue I play with her. I write with one hand, with the other I bring the dildo to my lips, I do with the latex penis what I would like to do in reality. On the screen the semen floods the woman's mouth. I get up, go to the kitchen, open the refrigerator, grab a bottle of milk, drink eagerly until the liquid runs out of the corner of my mouth, letting it run until it wets my breasts. I put the bottle down and lick myself until there is no milk left on my face. When I return to the living room, I stop in the mirror. The erect nipples seem to want to break through the white cotton. I insert a finger inside the panties, I look for my soaked pussy, when I take it out I taste my own juices and stop, I look at myself reflected, while the hand returns to my vulva. I purr, I moan, I quicken my pace until the tremors of the orgasm that invade me begin. Eyes wide open contemplating the image that the mirror returns to me: a woman who gives herself pleasure. I take out my hand and the balls are completely wet, I lick the fingers one by one, then the three spheres. I like my hot female taste.