Fappening all around the world.
Full of desire.
I arrived home full of desire. I think there was no one else at home, but I'm not sure. I left my drawing materials aside, I got rid of my pants, and I lay back on my bed, ready to satisfy the excitement that had accumulated during the day, and especially during the trip home. In my imagination, the memory of Analía's voice saying "Do you want to see more?" was transformed into "Do you want to play more?", and eventually in sighs of pleasure. Now he could imagine her completely naked. I opened my shirt and lowered my underpants, at the same time that the Analía of my fantasies undressed completely. The tip of my cock glowed with moisture, testimony to the endless hours of excitement I had endured today.
I saw her above me, closer than ever, my mind broadening her sensual features, simulating her breathing, remembering her warmth. My hand, at the first push, became the hot intimacy of Analía, sliding along my penis until it was wrapped. I could not wait another minute. My imaginary Analia unleashed her passion, stroking my member from top to bottom as fast as possible. I sighed deeply imagining his breathing stirring. I caressed my exposed torso, as she would, with soft, silky hands, with playful and exploratory curves, with nails and fingers. I visualized it going up and down my body, becoming more and more attached to me, trusting little by little the weight of its beauty, until our bodies were rubbing each other completely, from shoulders to hips, from thighs to the feet. Finally I managed to feel her breasts, exact reproductions of those that I saw that afternoon, small and turgid; I felt them pressed tightly against my bare chest, I felt their hardened nipples tracing paths from top to bottom, rubbing mine from time to time; I felt them hot, alive and real, and I could not take it anymore.