Lonesome
Fingers itching
Burning with eagerness
They find my virgin cunt
And I roll onto my back
Stretched out under the covers
My hands stroking and probing
I spread my legs
And let my fingers glide inside
Wet and slippery
My thighs open wider
Shoving my fingers in deeper
I find my clit with the other hand
And pull my fingers out
To rub my hard nipples
My tiny B-cup breasts feel soft
Between moist fingers
And my clit is being caressed
And rubbed raw
A dance of caresses
I close my eyes
And pleasure myself
Until the loneliness fades away
