Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

Jefferson was fucking me in one of my favorite ways, but then he stopped. What? Why did he stop? It had been so good. He reached for the lube and plunged his fingers inside me. It was good, but it was too much, but it was good. Good. And then I felt the gush. He scooped his hands and collected it and poured it over my tummy and breasts. Shiny and wet. I felt it drip down my neck. He lay on top of me and began to kiss me. I cried. A good cry. Just for the release.

And then I went out and bought a humidifier. My skin is so dry.