You are a 23 year old woman, and all you could think about was....sex. You had dated about men and women but none of the seemed to ease your needs. You were becoming more and more sexually frustrated, you just needed a release.
It was Saturday morning you was sat on top of your table eating breakfast. You slid off the top to go get dressed... and that's when u felt it. The cold hard top slid against your womanhood making you want to burst. It felt great.
You climbed back on the table grinding your hips feeling a knot build in ur stomach, the coldness of the table made you more sensitive, you was in heaven. Finally you burst on the knot in your tummy untied. You fell back into the table, and that's when you realised that the only thing that understood you needs was... mr hardwood.
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Mr hardwood
FanfictionA tall beautiful table was the only thing that could ease your sexual urges.