I'm not alone in the house today. That didn't stop me from chatting with S, of course. I was in a mood... he had me wet and squirming on the chair just by telling me what he was wearing. An hour later I was hiding in the downstairs toilet, with mini vibe and delicious fantasies.
There were twitches, throbs and trembles - but was it an orgasm? I honestly don't think it's always possible to tell. But come to think of it... I still have that urge, that tingle, that craving to touch... so okay, it probably wasn't.
I won't assign it a number of its own, but it doesn't really matter, does it.
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