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Anyway – I’d been single for about a month and at first it didn’t bother me. At last Friday arrived – I dressed myself in my favourite denim skirt that came to just above my knees with buttons all the way up the front. She was wearing a pair of tight white trousers that looked painted on and a small white t-shirt that showed off her light honey tan on the smooth skin of her arms and which clung tightly around her breasts. I looked her up and down. I was masturbating under my desk regularly – I was MAD FOR IT!! That night as I fucked myself I thought about her luscious tits and how they spilled over her half bra in the photo she had sent me and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them.
