After my spouse left, I couldn't resist the urge to pleasure myself. As I touched myself, I couldn't help but fantasize about my lover. The ecstasy was intense, and I hoped they were watching.
I've been married for a while now, and it's safe to say that my passion for my spouse has only grown with time. Every day, I find myself craving more of her, longing for the feel of her body against mine. So, what's a girl to do when she can't have her husband? Well, the answer is obvious - self-pleasure while fantasizing about him. I take my time, my fingers dancing over my body as I imagine his hands exploring every inch of me. I picture him watching me, his eyes filled with desire, and it only fuels my own. My breath hitches as I reach my peak, the ecstasy of my solo play only heightened by my vivid imagery of him. And as I come down from my high, I can't help but smile, knowing that one day soon, we'll be together again, making love until the early hours of the morning. Until then, I'll keep fantasizing, keeping the flame of our passion burning bright.
