Get pussy

Your hand slips under your mass of skirts to your 'pussy'. Its hot and wet and even the vague tracing of your fingers through the folds feels sublime. Your mouth spurred on by the actions of your fingers, the man blaspheming with the words.

"Oh God. That'll do. No need for pussy."

But you want him in your pussy. You want to feel another man sliding his rod back and forth. You want to feel that rapturous sensation of bliss that he can cause. You even want to feel that thrusting pumping of him filling you. You also want to feel him covering your face in his joy. Your fingers pushing into your twat, trying to simulate the experience but they are just not thick or long enough. You can't hold back anymore.

Quickly standing and pulling your skirts up around your head, turning and bending back to the wall. Your right hand holding his shaft as you lean back, feeling it burrow through the wet forest of your pubic hair and impaling yourself on him. Your fingers running over your sex, moaning as your fingers seem to find a little sensitive lump that you rub again causing your body to shake. The man is barely moving and your body says the words your mind could scarcely ever think.