Orgasm

It is always different, and always the same.

This is a need, a need for my body to forget the word outside.

Like a little kid, that begs, mom, mom I am here, I need you.

We think too much with our head, we pay too much attention to our brain, and nothing for your body. But our mind does not egzist without our body.

This morning my body wanted it so much, so terrible. More than anything. Just to get to reach an orgasm. To have somebodys touch on my breast, on my pussy, in my vagina. To caress, and to give love. It is beautiful that we can give love to ourself, without the help of nobody. That we can help this living wants for sex. To be able to stand up and to begin a day happyly, smileying, and beautiful. To get power from something.

To think about thinks, that we even dont want to be happen one day, but nobody controls our mind, nobody can see it. I can think that i am kidnapped, and offered for the strongest man in the group, and after he used me he asks one of his fellowes when he had been last together with a woman. I kneel naked, i dont dare to speak, dont dare to move. He speaks about me touches my pussy, fingers me. I can think of every little detail, and i can never think of being fucked. Because I already have an orgasm before. This morning, i had an orgasm 2 times, after. the first intensive, the second not so intensive, but i could lessen the hungary my body.

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