| Imagine your mind full of fantasies, fantasies that aroused you but that you knew would live there forever, in that place of your mind where you have visions and thoughts of things that you can’t quite find the words to express in coherent terms... in terms that would allow others to see as vividly, and as clearly as you see. I had such visions. Visions so crystal clear in my mind. I would imagine a saddle with a dildo protruding from the seat. A dildo placed to perfectly fill the orifice of a woman’s sweet tender pussy hole. I would rub my pussy and imagine a ritualistic ceremony of me straddling the saddle sitting on the floor... pulling my skirt up, and slowly, ever so slowly lowering my pussy to the seat... softly and sweetly gasping and moaning as slowly the tips made contact with my throbbing aching pussy... of how I would rock back and forth, and wiggle side to side to slowly, carefully work them inside of me. Deeply inside of me. Unbuttoning my blouse so that my br...
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