Although I normally masturbate whenever the desire moves me, I most enjoy the early morning hours just as night is being overtaken by the brilliance of day. Even on a winter morning, I will raise the window and awaken to the feeling of the cool air as it caresses me……of shadows moving across my body as the moonlight shines down upon me. For many moments I will lie upon my bed… in my mind’s eye images wildly dance a rhythmic Sex hikayeleri sexual ritual. I see a woman moving sensuously…. her body perhaps swaying and gyrating to a slow music….. the movements of her hips and breasts becoming one with my low pulsating beat…. her long hair flowing over her shoulders or cascading down the delicious brownness of her back as her head tilts back with eyes closed and tongue Sikiş hikayeleri running seductively over invitingly full lips!! I dream of her looking deep into my eyes as she slowly approaches my bed and lifts one leg to rest upon the corner of it. I love to envision her so intimately exposed for me and the gentle thrusting forward of hips as her body responds to the music. I then long deeply to feel her Erotik hikaye hands upon me. Touching the silkiness of my thighs with her warm tongue. My hands will traverse over my legs as hers would…. pulling and spreading them wide to allow an imaginary entry of her tongue into me. Smoothly and lightly touching, I run my fingers between my legs… teasing myself as my fingers brush with a slight pressure over my clit, the blood engorging my little bud making it erect and tingling a nerve direct to my brain. As my arousal increases, my dream change to include a man….. I’m lying on my back as he lowers his cock to slide into my mouth while she moves to lick at my sweetness.