C31 Can't help fall in love with you

My hand drifts down my stomach, and then I reach under the covers.

I imagine that it is his hand instead of mine, touching me.

My back arches as I play with myself, my fingers sliding between my legs.

I moan as I imagine him there with me. My fingers move faster, my breath coming in gasps.

I’ve never done this before, and the pleasure shocks me.

I cry out his name