Damn. I was just reading over
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that post yesterday, and now I am so worked up again
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thinking about it. I just wanted to let you know that
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every time you see this "***" it means I have stopped typing for a minute, and am gently squeezing my nipples, but in a way that no one around me (I am in a Starbucks) can tell that I am doing it.
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My nipples are both hard and sore now. I would tell you the story that I promised you yesterday, about another sexwithstrangers encounter, but if I did, I would have to go into a bathroom stall and try to masturbate standing up
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which seems more trouble than it is worth.
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Damn. But I might have to. Because I am imagining you reading this right now, getting hard, thinking of my nipples, and
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what can I do?
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So, wait a minute, I am going to go. Don't you wish you were here, and could slip into the bathroom after me? This is another fantasy of mine, of course, but you wouldn't
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be allowed to touch me. Just to watch me.
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Ok. I am dying. I am going to go. I will tell you about it in a minute.
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Back. Damn. You wish you had been there! ;)
Luck for me, it was a private bathroom.
