I want to see my cunt. I want to see how puffy my lips are, how wet my petals are, from just the little sudden thought of you. I pull my knees up and ...ut to the sides, sitting very unladylike as I lean forward and gaze down at my cunt. My fingers spread my lips and I smile at the glistening pink flesh. Fuck I wish I could lick myself. Sliding fingers from my right hand along my slit, they're wet and shiny after just one pass. With a moan, I shove two inside me and start to fuck myself. I'm. When it’s under pressure it’s like needle bearings.” I have to keep my explanations simple because ... well ... Harry Potter calls ‘em muggles. And they don’t understand.“A Wendy, fries and a ‘beer please ... and some burger for Murray and a saucer of ‘beer.”“Murray want fries?”“I’ll share.”“Ernie!”“What?”“Wendy and side and a half of fries,” shouted Frank.When I order fries and say I’ll share with Murray ... I get a side and a half ... or Murray gets ‘em all and I don’t get to eat any of ‘em.. I'm not wearing any panties just for you. Pleeease touch me”“I don't think I can, princess.”“TOUCH MY FUCKING PUSSY. YOU GET ME SO WET! Please daddy, please, stick a finger in me.” We made eye contact and I begged him with my eyes, begged him to fuck me with his fingers. If I could get him to touch me, I would slowly work my way to get him to fuck me with his cock. The moment I felt his fingers on my naked pussy, especially when he started putting pressure on my clit, I started grinding. The feel of the stockings and silky panties against my skin made me so turned on and unbelievably horny. I walked in front of the mirror with my eyes closed and stood for a moment. Seeing myself dressed in girly underwear was going to be moving into the domain of the unknown. What would I think of myself? Every time before I had looked down but never looked at myself full on. I opened my eyes and looked. I did look amazing but was racked with guilt and the thought that if anyone knew what I was.