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I Touch Myself
All alone, no one to talk to, my thoughts wander to you. Thinking of you, longing to be with you. As my thoughts turn to longing I close my eyes and see us together. As I see my thoughts unfold in my mind, my hands begin to wander across my body. As the images become more intense, my wandering becomes more heated. In my thoughts I see your hands cupping my breasts, your thumbs playing across my erect nipples. As your mouth finds mine, kissing deeply, passionately. Seeing this in my mind, I feel my own hands squeezing my breasts. As we kiss your hands begin to wander down my body, as do my own.
