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When you're away

I miss you when you're away from home
it gets so lonely in our bed without you
tossing and turning trying to get some sleep
my minds races with thoughts of your touch
I try to count sheep, anything, nothing helps
Visions of our last scene dance behind my eyes
my breathing picks up, my arousal grows more intense
my panties are drenched and my need plagues my body
squeezing my legs together tightly, I squirm and shake
overwhelmed by the excitement brewing deep inside

Deciding to take things into my own hands now
I closed my eyes, rubbed my skin, pinched my nipples
slowly sliding my hands down to slip out of my panties
slide my fingers over my lips with a soft teasing stroke
glide gently over my clit as it swells for more, more
rubbing wildly as I buck my hips from the joy
feels so good, ooh, pushing, sliding, flicking, ah
so good, more, pinching, probing, rubbing oh yeah
ah I cum with force, still I rub, more, more panting
building toward the next climax, so wet, so wanton

Your keep the "little bag of tricks" under our bed
oh the naughty things you've done to me with our toys
I crawl to the floor, get a thing or two so I can play
oh yes, first I attach the finger vibrator and press
my swollen nub tingles, ah...ah, sensation so divine
time to grab "Mr Jumbo", ah push down deep inside
pressing, thrusting, oh yeah, deeper, harder, YES!
in and out, faster, harder, more, in and out, sweating
so close...ah harder harder yes yes gasping yes yeah
cumming so hard I can't see, ah...yeah...aahhh

morning light stung my eyes and I awoke, smiling
"Mr. Jumbo" still buried deep down in my core
remembering, ginning, wanting, grab him and move him, slow
pull him out to lube my finger in my juices, rubbing ah
pinching, ah...slam him back in, in and out more more
rubbing myself wildly, pumping, pressing deep, deeper
up and down, sliding in and out building toward my release
feels so good yes yes...ah ah cumming over and over
suddenly your here, you grab my ankles pull me toward you
toss "Mr Jumbo" and then taste me, and we flame our own fire
welcome home Sir.







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