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vigorously rubbed the moisture from her knee-length tresses, closing her contact-free eyes in blissful pleasure. She twisted a bath sheet about her chilled body, reveling in the instant warmth.
She stepped out of the shower and flipped on the overhead fan to dissipate the swirls of steamy mist floating on the ceiling. Bending under the sink, she took out the hairdryer for a quick blow-dry, careful to minimize the stimulation to her scalp.
Clenching her teeth, she fought the urge to fondle the beaded tips of her aching breasts, knowing just how fleeting the momentary relief would be. The flow of warm air wafting over her hair and scalp made her stomach muscles clench, squeezing a dollop of heated cream from her empty vagina. She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, and the movement applied unintentional pressure to her aching clit. The pleasure slammed through her, weakening her knees and her determination.
She gave up trying to resist turning the blower nozzle of the hair dryer towards her spasming cunt. Dropping her towel, she played the sultry air across her swollen labia, letting it caress her throbbing vagina, and surrendered to the resulting volcanic rise of passion.
It felt so good.
She widened her stance, half-squatting against the cool tile of the wall as she played the warm breeze over her sensitive labia. Her clitoris swelled and stiffened, poking from beneath its protective hood. She held herself open with two fingers of her left hand while employing her middle finger to stab at the stiffened bundle of nerves, alternately circling it then pressing it hard against the floor of her pubic bone.
“Hhhmmmmm, sooo goood !” she whimpered, continuing to stimulate her ravenous cleft as the hot air blasted the folds of her pussy. She licked her lips, wetting the parched flesh as she ruthlessly directed the stream of heated air so it flowed over her aching clit and pussy. Placing the nozzle closer to her weeping entrance, her free hand forced her lips wide open, allowing the contrived breeze to blast its way into her hungry depths.
Her hips rocked forward as she sought to deepen the sultry contact, every move and every action only making her hotter and more needful of relief.
With a broken sob, wishing it were a lover’s hand entering her, pleasuring her, she thrust two fingers into the liquid depths of her pussy, working them up and in. Moaning, she pumped her fingers in a frantic rhythm that soon had her hips bucking in a wild dance of arousal. Her inner muscles clenched as an upsurge of lustful explosions whipped through her, causing her fingers to spasm. The hair dryer slid from her slack grasp, thumping onto the carpeted floor while she brought both hands into play, one pinching and twisting first one then the other of her long, erect nipples, the other busying itself between the dripping folds of her rippling sex.
Stabbing pleasure darted from the hard tips of her breasts to explode in the clasping depths of her aching pussy. With a tortured gasping cry, she slumped against the wall, her breathing choppy and labored as she rode out the bucking thrill ride of a prolonged, explosive orgasm. Every inch of her body sizzled and sparked, quaking with multiple detonations of a pleasure so intense, it almost stole her reason.
Boneless with her momentary satiation, Nnora floated on a wave of euphoria.
* * * * *
Prince Glendevtorvas fumed as he led his small contingent of warriors past the saluting guards. He’d hoped to have time to court the fem fate had chosen as his cherzda’va . GanR’dari’s news blasted those hopes. Newly explosive tempers and seditious events back home required his immediate presence. There would be no time to woo and win the good favor of the Princess he hoped to mate with.
With a regal nod of his head, Dev gestured the guards assigned to Glennora’s safety off duty, replacing them with his own men. Narrow-eyed, he made sure the three colonists embarked on the vessel he’d
She stepped out of the shower and flipped on the overhead fan to dissipate the swirls of steamy mist floating on the ceiling. Bending under the sink, she took out the hairdryer for a quick blow-dry, careful to minimize the stimulation to her scalp.
Clenching her teeth, she fought the urge to fondle the beaded tips of her aching breasts, knowing just how fleeting the momentary relief would be. The flow of warm air wafting over her hair and scalp made her stomach muscles clench, squeezing a dollop of heated cream from her empty vagina. She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, and the movement applied unintentional pressure to her aching clit. The pleasure slammed through her, weakening her knees and her determination.
She gave up trying to resist turning the blower nozzle of the hair dryer towards her spasming cunt. Dropping her towel, she played the sultry air across her swollen labia, letting it caress her throbbing vagina, and surrendered to the resulting volcanic rise of passion.
It felt so good.
She widened her stance, half-squatting against the cool tile of the wall as she played the warm breeze over her sensitive labia. Her clitoris swelled and stiffened, poking from beneath its protective hood. She held herself open with two fingers of her left hand while employing her middle finger to stab at the stiffened bundle of nerves, alternately circling it then pressing it hard against the floor of her pubic bone.
“Hhhmmmmm, sooo goood !” she whimpered, continuing to stimulate her ravenous cleft as the hot air blasted the folds of her pussy. She licked her lips, wetting the parched flesh as she ruthlessly directed the stream of heated air so it flowed over her aching clit and pussy. Placing the nozzle closer to her weeping entrance, her free hand forced her lips wide open, allowing the contrived breeze to blast its way into her hungry depths.
Her hips rocked forward as she sought to deepen the sultry contact, every move and every action only making her hotter and more needful of relief.
With a broken sob, wishing it were a lover’s hand entering her, pleasuring her, she thrust two fingers into the liquid depths of her pussy, working them up and in. Moaning, she pumped her fingers in a frantic rhythm that soon had her hips bucking in a wild dance of arousal. Her inner muscles clenched as an upsurge of lustful explosions whipped through her, causing her fingers to spasm. The hair dryer slid from her slack grasp, thumping onto the carpeted floor while she brought both hands into play, one pinching and twisting first one then the other of her long, erect nipples, the other busying itself between the dripping folds of her rippling sex.
Stabbing pleasure darted from the hard tips of her breasts to explode in the clasping depths of her aching pussy. With a tortured gasping cry, she slumped against the wall, her breathing choppy and labored as she rode out the bucking thrill ride of a prolonged, explosive orgasm. Every inch of her body sizzled and sparked, quaking with multiple detonations of a pleasure so intense, it almost stole her reason.
Boneless with her momentary satiation, Nnora floated on a wave of euphoria.
* * * * *
Prince Glendevtorvas fumed as he led his small contingent of warriors past the saluting guards. He’d hoped to have time to court the fem fate had chosen as his cherzda’va . GanR’dari’s news blasted those hopes. Newly explosive tempers and seditious events back home required his immediate presence. There would be no time to woo and win the good favor of the Princess he hoped to mate with.
With a regal nod of his head, Dev gestured the guards assigned to Glennora’s safety off duty, replacing them with his own men. Narrow-eyed, he made sure the three colonists embarked on the vessel he’d
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