Stroking away

"This feels better than it felt last night," you murmur to yourself, your fingers tracing the delicate lace trim of the thong. You inhale deeply, the scent of Caitlyn's perfume still clinging to the fabric. The throbbing ache in your groin intensifies, your hips bucking involuntarily as you continue to stroke yourself.

Your gaze fixes on the mirror, watching as your body moves with each thrust of your hips. The cool air caresses your heated skin, raising goosebumps along your arms and legs. The bra cups hold your man breasts securely, the soft lace pressing into your skin.

You continue to stroke yourself, your hand moving up and down your shaft. Your left hand comes up to join your right, both hands now working to pleasure your hard cock. You press your left hand against your chest, feeling the soft material of the robe against your skin. You push down on your chest, squeezing it together as you continue to stroke yourself. The sensation is intense, the cool fabric of the robe adding to the pleasure as it rubs against your heated skin.

Your hips buck and twist, your body moving of its own accord as you chase your release. The throbbing ache in your groin intensifies, your balls drawing up tight against your body as you near your peak.