Post-breakup, I indulge in self-pleasure, craving the taste of my ex. Unsettling yet thrilling, I explore their body, stimulating their genitals, reliving our passionate encounters. A unique form of closure and self-gratification.
After parting ways with my former lovers, I found myself yearning for their intimate touch. Not able to resist the urge, I decided to indulge in self-pleasure, using their most intimate belongings - their vibrant and fresh pussies. I know some might find this odd, but the allure of their essence, captured within those soft folds, was simply too much to resist. I began by caressing their tender curves, my fingers dancing over them in a tantalizing rhythm. The scent of their arousal filled the room, heightening my senses and stoking the fire of desire within me. With each touch, I could feel their presence, their touch, their passion. It was a sensual exploration, a dance of desire and longing, a tribute to the memories we shared. And as I reached my climax, I was lost in the ecstasy, the pleasure so intense that it almost brought me back to those moments, those memories, those passionate encounters.
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