By now, and if you’re a regular reader of my blog, you should know that I love to fantasise and masturbate. I feel no guilt. I was given my clitoris to gain pleasure. Maybe in the beginning I felt guilty, but orgasms put a smile on my face and tighten my pussy much easier than those bastard kegal exercises which make me want to vomit.

I love rubbing myself off to an orgasm while sat on top of K, or I like him to rub over my pussy with his rock hard penis. It’s so sensual and is getting me wet thinking about it. The build up to the first orgasm is wonderful. I like to tease and tease, sometimes for a couple of hours if I have the time, until I give in and have an explosive climax. I often find that a second or third orgasm is very very different from the first, and I love looking forward to those. If only there were fifty hours in the day, so much more sex, fantasies, time to write erotica, and rub myself. Mmm.