In a darkened room, breathing stirring rapidly dullens the hum produced by a stimulant of the most sensitive erogenous zone; the glow of the moon casting between the blinds, reflects the shadow of a body redoubling in bed; the open door allows the penetrating gaze of eyes that shine through what they see.
Humidity and heat take hold of the moment, breathing transforms into uncontrollable moaning, the vibrant sound increases, now it is constant; the self-limits are distressing, reminiscent of the foul, twisted and truthfulness of certain arguments, irritates, excites and motivates to increase the speed.
A sudden cry that defies the sleep of the neighbours, accompanies the vaginal contractions that that omniscient spectator longed to witness; time is paralyzed, it cannot be hidden any more, the climax has taken over the body of that woman.
The hum stops, the device is put aside, his work was done, very well done; the butterfly drawn on the left calf seems to convulse, because the legs do not stop shaking.
What a delight! He exclaims the above.
As she sighs, she takes a 360-degree approach to her increasingly psychedelic room; the door is still open, but no one is watching her. After a second sigh, your heartbeat slowly stops.
What do you think?
What's your interpretation of the scene?
What do you suggest?
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Seems like a woman was very successful in pleasuring herself. The question is whether being an exhibitionist turned her on more or if she just had to take care of herself and didn't care who saw or heard?
Me gustó :O excelente!! Me pude imaginar la escena hasta el último párrafo. Me dejó pensando