Quarantined Girl

Our gal G waking up, slowly flickering her eyes at the first appearance of the light peeping through the tiny gaps of the curtains in her room. Her face is calm, her cheeks composed and the lips dry but supple. She moisture her lips with her tongue and lets out a silent moan. While twisting her body under the blanket, she stretches her arms lazily across the bed bringing them over her head, lightly caressing her soft hair on the way. Her highlighted hair glistening in the thin ray of light, mocks at her. She smiles back!

Another morning - the blanket is warm and the sheets are wet. The awful truth is beginning to dawn upon her. She is the only human touch available at her disposal as the world entered into quarantine. Yes, a global threat has sent the world into a frenzy and the humans have become the biggest threat to each other. With each passing day, the possibility of feeling another human body against hers is becoming unreal.

May be the worst times to be Single but G feels it otherwise. She has the wildest power of imagination with which she controls her body and with which she writes her own pleasure story. The satisfying power of the unknown with her imaginary faceless Boy B, she satisfies her lonely cravings completely acting at her whim!