Her digital alarm clock’s LCD display burned a crisp 4:05 AM in the darkness. Xxnx She hit the Female Torso link. By the time she was finished, the steam from her shower had fully evaporated. Needing to recover, she sat back in her chair and stared in much the same way she had been doing over an hour beforehand. As she mimicked the hands on the video, a slight warmth began to accumulate in the breasts, her areolae tingling. She rhythmically humped a cabinet knob while applying blood red lipstick and an intense black eyeliner. Her fingers pressed on her clitoral hood and shaped her vulva so that her urethra would fire an arc of urine. Her wetness increased as the slight roughness from the cotton excited her clit and the folds of skin below it.
