5 Reasons to Love Myself

The bare essence of me is essential at this moment


Nothing or no one will stop this rapid flow pinned up inside

On my back with my pretty pearl swollen and exposed; my
thumb takes a whirl

While one finger slowly entering the rapidly increasing wet box

No need to be selfish; why deny myself the pleasure of savoring my nectar

The air does its job of making my nipples erect; sucking one sends chills through my soul

In just a few intensifying moments; this will be the best feeling yet

I drift off into a world where my thoughts are my own

Two fingers move around the wet box more rapidly

My thoughts are out of control; I am uttering moans of lust
followed by explicit words that only I can hear

That chill crawling up my spine is the signal that the
torrential down-pouring of self fulfilled lust  is upon me

Hurriedly I sit up; scream one intense cry and listen to
that sound of gushing; ahhh what a great release

No wonder I have five reasons to love myself