It looked like a scene from a beach house whose doors were always open to welcome in the breeze that smelled of the ocean spray. Xxnx Her large picture windows were open and her white sheers were whipping in the wind. She mostly hated when the nights came but tonight was different. She was lonely. It took her breathe away. She found her natural rhythm, fast but steady. When was the last time she had an orgasm? Even when her ex-husband was in their bed, he was never present. It had been so long since she had felt anything in that region of her body. Her moans and cries getting louder and louder. She let her middle finger slip into her as she rubbed her clit the other hand.




















