|  | Masturbation in Room 550
Soft, sleek and fine
And it’s all mine.
Run my hands over thighs
Damn this body could give any man a sexual high.
My fingertips on my clit
The flame within me now is lit.
Slide my fingers between my lips
As I start to rock my hips.
The juices begin to flow
As my mind fills with dirty thoughts I know.
Tied to a bed is the thought that races through my head.
Being treated like a slave,
Now my senses begin to cave.
The fire within me now out of control
As I thrust my fingers in and out of my hole.
My body quivers and quakes
As my orgasm begins to wake.
Waves of pleasure rock me,
Juices flow uncontrollably,
My body now beat,
Satisfaction finally complete.
By:Carol Ext 550
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