"Tori jerked awake. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Why did it feel like her mouth had been lined with cotton? And where the hell was she? Oh, that's right. She was camping with her friends like she did every Fourth of July weekend. Like usual, she'd drunk way too much and was having trouble remembering the details of the
night or how she'd gotten into her tent. Rolling onto her back she closed her eyes again. The "night was silent save for the crickets—and the sounds of her friends having sex. Great! Now she'd never get back to sleep. All around her, she heard moaning, whispers of pleasure, grunts, and groans. Her pussy tingled and her clit throbbed. God, what she wouldn't give to have a nice, thick, hard cock right now. That was the one thing""she disliked about being single: the lack of sex.
She reached down between her legs and into the waistband of her shorts. "Mmm," she moaned, biting on her bottom lip. Her fingers worked in a slow, circular motion on her clit, sending delicious waves of pleasure up her spine. She pushed up her shirt and pinched her nipples with her free hand as she plunged her fingers into her pussy. A throaty moan escaped""Masturbation took the edge off, but it was by no means as satisfying as a man"
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Dragoste"His gaze traveled to where her hand was tucked between her legs, and he grinned. "Need an extra hand?" She groaned. "That is so lame." Carter laughed. "It's a one-time offer, sweetheart. Take it or leave it."
