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T’was the day before Christmas‚ and I was alone¸¸¸ well‚ almost¸ I knew the man could see me­­I was sitting in an armchair directly in front of the living room window‚ my slender body gleaming naked in the sunlight‚ and he was working in the garden just outside¸ I dipped my fingers into the slippery wetness of my cunt and slowly began to stroke my clit¸ I had one slim leg draped over the arm of the chair‚ spreading myself wide‚ and continued touching myself‚ pretending not to know that he was peering at me from behind the roses¸ The pretense turned me on even more¸ I ran my hands along my soft‚ warm flesh‚ up to my firm breasts‚ and traced circles around my nipples‚ then gently pulled on the hard little nubs¸ Then‚ wetting my fingers with my hot womanjuice‚ I inserted two fingers of one hand into my tight cunt‚ while with the other hand I rubbed my clit‚ still slowly‚ softly¸ I like to prolong the lovely torture‚ to make myself hotter and hotter until I’m dying to climax‚ and then prolong it some more¸¸¸¸ And I knew what a lovely show I made for the gardener as I writhed and arched sensuously‚ which made me want to prolong it even more­­torture is sweetest when it works both ways¸ Eventually‚ of course‚ I could no longer hold back‚ and began to stroke myself harder and faster‚ fucking myself with my two fingers‚ bucking and moaning‚ until I climaxed violently‚ crying out in sweet‚ sharp ecstasy¸ I continued to stroke myself for some time‚ enjoying the shivering settling of sensation‚ enjoying my lovely body‚ how it feels‚ how it works¸ I stretched luxuriously and peeked out from under my lashes to see if my audience had enjoyed the show¸ Merry Christmas‚ gardener boy‚ I thought‚ and smiled¸