touching herself
on rainy evening,
traveling through
every highs and lows,
she could reach
with eyes closed...

hugging herself,
opening palms the widest,
to cage the cosmos
she owns,
crushing, compressing,
playing, embracing
boobs jiggling.
distracted by hardness,
her tongue out long to
the nipples, now tickling.

down, and down,
lifting the masses,
couldn't resist
slapping the asses,
nails' ass eating,
hands' butt beating,
something she wished
would discover the
Inside world...

she moans,
in...