In the throes of intense loneliness, the Lonely Girl finds herself in the great outdoors, aching for connection and longing to touch herself.Despite her craving for the warmth of another's skin on hers, she is determined not to let the heat of her own desire wane.Taking matters into her own hands, quite literally, she undresses, baring her smooth, milky skin to the elements as her eyes feast upon her succulent fruits - a perky set of titties with cherry-red nipples peeking out from under a tight tank top and an equally tempting pussy swollen with wanton desire.As she sits upon the grassy ground, fingers trembling in anticipation, she gazes across the vast landscape that stretches before her.In her mind's eye, she imagines herself surrounded by other women, their eager hands tracing and fondling her body with sensual intention while her own mouth plays host to another's quivering clit.She relishes in these fantasies as her digits slip between the dampened folds of her aching pussy, her heart racing at the thought of how she could be swept up into such passion if only real life were so kind.But, as she knows well, reality does not always conform to desire, and so, she finds herself fingering herself in the great outdoors.Each thrusting motion sends ripples of pleasure through her core, her breath quickening and eyes rolling into the back of her head as the power of a thousand suns threaten to consume her in their celestial glory.As she continues her sensual exploration, she envisions not just her own body but that of her ideal lover - a man whose hands are strong, his touch commanding yet tender, whose cock is thick and hard as steel.In her daydreams, they are both naked, the sun shining down upon their intertwined bodies as they fuck under an open sky.The Lonely Girl's orgasm is approaching fast - her chest heaving with each breath, sweat glistening on her skin while her pussy throbs for release.And then, just like that, her climax strikes.Her body convulses, shuddering in the wake of an ecstatic tidal wave crashing upon her shores.She comes hard, a mixture of bliss and relief washing over her as she empties herself onto the earthy ground before her.With each passing second, the Lonely Girl feels more connected to herself and the world around her her orgasms now etched into the memory of her senses forevermore.Even though her body craves companionship, the wild beauty of the outdoors becomes her own personal haven, a sanctuary for the exploration and satisfaction of her desires.The Lonely Girl may be alone but, in masturbating outdoors, she has found that connection within herself and is no longer truly lonely at all.
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