Who told you to stop touching? Keeping rubbing that needy clitty - and don’t stop

Well - who told you to stop touching your needy clitty? You can feel it now can’t you? Your horny little love button throbbing and pulsing like the needy girl she is.

Maybe you’re at work? Or perhaps you’re out with friends? At the gym? It doesn’t matter. Find an excuse to slip away. Go to the bathroom, tell your friends that you’re going home early. Or if you’re feeling brave - do it while they’re not looking.

Just slip your hands down your pants - you’ll already be a dripping wet mess no doubt. But just rub, and rub, and rub, that needy little fuck hole between your legs. That desperate cunny that owns you. You’re just a gooner girl, a slave to your love button.

It feels good doesn’t it? To just rub and finger fuck your kitty. The squelching sounds, the dampness on your panties. The smell of sex.

So I’ll ask you again - who told you to stop touching? That’s right. No one. So keep rubbing.

And remember, good girl’s don’t cum