TaintedLove
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Aug 12, 2009
The rain quietly broke against the windows, gradually increasing in power. What began as a few innocent drops quickly turned into a storm, filled with thunder and lightning.
It was one of these thunders that woke up Denise, a twenty years old woman. She groaned, rolling over in her bed lazily until another thunder resonated, waking her up completely. Sitting up slowly, she rubbed her eyes, slowly opening them. She was a good looking woman - her hair was of a light brown, falling down to her waist in shaggy waves, a few strands landing into her large aquamarine eyes. Her skin was of a porcelain ivory tint, her lips of a light pink and her traits delicate and feminine. She had a body similar to an hourglass - full hips, firm round rear, slender legs, a pair of C cup breasts and a small waistline with a flat stomach.
However, in spite of her good looks she was unbearably lonely and, at that very moment, extremely horny. Pushing off the covers, she stretched out, never bothering to wear more than a long tank top with nothing underneath. ''Fuck,'' she sighed, rubbing her temples tiredly. She glanced at the clock, realizing that she had nothing to do for the rest of the day and it was only ten AM.
She completely forgot about the dog she picked up during the night before so she leaned back against her bed, flipping the television back on to a pornographic channel. Studying the couple fucking on a table, she licked her lips hungrily, her hand sliding between her own legs, stroking her wet womanhood.
It was one of these thunders that woke up Denise, a twenty years old woman. She groaned, rolling over in her bed lazily until another thunder resonated, waking her up completely. Sitting up slowly, she rubbed her eyes, slowly opening them. She was a good looking woman - her hair was of a light brown, falling down to her waist in shaggy waves, a few strands landing into her large aquamarine eyes. Her skin was of a porcelain ivory tint, her lips of a light pink and her traits delicate and feminine. She had a body similar to an hourglass - full hips, firm round rear, slender legs, a pair of C cup breasts and a small waistline with a flat stomach.
However, in spite of her good looks she was unbearably lonely and, at that very moment, extremely horny. Pushing off the covers, she stretched out, never bothering to wear more than a long tank top with nothing underneath. ''Fuck,'' she sighed, rubbing her temples tiredly. She glanced at the clock, realizing that she had nothing to do for the rest of the day and it was only ten AM.
She completely forgot about the dog she picked up during the night before so she leaned back against her bed, flipping the television back on to a pornographic channel. Studying the couple fucking on a table, she licked her lips hungrily, her hand sliding between her own legs, stroking her wet womanhood.