Visiting St. Louis (Clayton) June 29th - July 1st

I was thinking of you as I showered this morning. I sit down to my desk my body still warm, and damp. Rays of sunlight warming my back.  

I run the pen across my lips, between my breasts, along my firm tan stomach, and lightly across my clit.  

All bets are off now. I drop my pen, and plunge two fingers as deep as they will go, gasping with pure pleasure. I imagine your lips caressing my every curve, your scent mingling with mine and writhe in my chair. I don’t care who can hear as I come to a climax screaming your name.  

So know as you read this my fingers still moist as I typed that I am thinking of you

Till we meet,
Isabella