Exposed

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It was in the dark hours of the night that you lay there on your bed, dressed only in a pair of panties and a thin, cotton shirt. A thunderous storm rages outside your house. You've seated yourself in your favorite recliner and taken up a book to read as you wait out the storm.
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It was in the dark hours of the night that I lay there in the warmth of my bed, dressed only in a small pair of panties and a thin, cotton shirt. A thunderous storm rages outside my house. I've seated myself in my favorite recliner and taken up a book to read while I wait out the storm.
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The story you've indulged yourself into is an erotic fantasy. You've only gotten a few chapters into it before realizing how turned on you've become. The panties you're wearing have formed a small, damp spot on the front of them and your nipples have become increasingly more erect as you read.
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The story I've indulged myself into is an erotic fantasy. I've only gotten a few chapters into it before realizing how turned on I've become. The panties I'm wearing have formed a small, damp spot on the front of them and my nipples have become increasingly more erect as I read.
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You've known yourself to be a bit of an exhibitionist in the past but the urge to strip down and expose yourself has become increasingly stronger over the years. A few more minutes pass and you've become so aroused at this point that you can no longer resist the urge to strip down. You have to find a way to satisfy your hunger for lust so you decide to...
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I've known myself to be a bit of an exhibitionist in the past but the urge to strip down and expose myself has become increasingly stronger over the years. A few more minutes pass and I've become so aroused at this point that I can no longer resist the urge to strip down. I have to find a way to satisfy my hunger for lust so I decide to...

Current revision as of 01:39, 17 March 2016

It was in the dark hours of the night that I lay there in the warmth of my bed, dressed only in a small pair of panties and a thin, cotton shirt. A thunderous storm rages outside my house. I've seated myself in my favorite recliner and taken up a book to read while I wait out the storm.

The story I've indulged myself into is an erotic fantasy. I've only gotten a few chapters into it before realizing how turned on I've become. The panties I'm wearing have formed a small, damp spot on the front of them and my nipples have become increasingly more erect as I read.

I've known myself to be a bit of an exhibitionist in the past but the urge to strip down and expose myself has become increasingly stronger over the years. A few more minutes pass and I've become so aroused at this point that I can no longer resist the urge to strip down. I have to find a way to satisfy my hunger for lust so I decide to...


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