I’m Randi and I love to masturbate. I find myself masturbating in the strangest places and at the oddest times. I will be in the middle of something and my mind will drift off somewhere erotic, and then before you know it I’m in the restroom stall at work with my fingers plunged deep into my pussy. I try hard to be quiet, but it’s difficult. The thrill of being caught adds an extra thrill, too.
There are times I play with my creamy cunt for hours on end, prolonging the sweet ecstasy until I can’t stand it any longer. My screams and moans are so loud I wonder if the neighbors can hear me. I don’t mind though. I love the thought of people listening to me. I wet my panties all over again at the mere thought of it.
I know I’d love to have you call and listen. Can you picture me sprawled across my bed, spread eagle with my fingers flicking over my swollen clit? Or in the heat of it all when I roll to my stomach and hump my hand, getting off from the thought of you claiming my tight hole?
I have my phone in one hand and my other hand is nestled in the warmth between my legs. My body is undulating and I can feel the waves of my orgasm right there on the edge. I don’t know how much longer I can contain myself. Call me soon.