[ uncensored slut diaries on my fansIy 😘 ]

Dahlia recently had a full week of constant tattoo clients. We weren’t able to have sex AT ALL. I was going crazy. I didn’t fault them for it at all. But, fuck I was getting pent up like crazy. I needed to cum badly. I would wake up and make them breakfast. Coffee just how they like it. Kiss them and see them off at the front door. Once Dahlia drove out of the driveway I would rush back to the bedroom.

Dizzy. Desperate. Needy.

Thinking of them. Over and over. The whole bed smelled of them. Not enough. Fuck, please.

I am drenched. So much fucking cream is spilling out of me. Where is this fucking coming from.

My pussy clenches down on the toy, muscles contracting over and over to fuck myself with the dildo sans hands.

I am fucking losing it.

I have to keep quiet. The neighbors can definitely hear the buzz of the denma, but I don’t want them to hear my moans too. My breath is ragged. Fuck. I am close.

A quiet, but violent orgasm rips out of me. 

My favorite dildo is covered in white. I need to clean it before Dahlia gets home…but maybe one more round won’t hurt?