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She sat at the kitchen table drinking her tea while lamenting the desperate need between her thighs, an emptiness begging to be filled. She truly missed the intimacy that had been lost between her and Greg. She stood up from the kitchen table and nervously paced the small room in her flimsy nightgown. The nightgown was the same one she had bought eight years ago for her honeymoon and was only brought out for special occasions like tonight. Tonight had been special because she was in her period of ovulation and had the best chance of becoming pregnant. She had worn that nightgown tonight hoping to entice Greg into making love to her. She had practically begged him to have sex with her, but he said he was too tired and masturbation just rolled over and passed out. Christina would have been satisfied if he had at least dumped his seed in her before going to sleep. Now he lay snoring in their bedroom like a Buzzsaw. He was probably more drunk than tired. Christina gazed out the kitchen window at the heavy rain and wondered if she would ever have a child. There was a brilliant flash of lightning, and for a second, she thought she had seen a man standing in the roadway in front of her house. A moment later the lightning flashed again, and there was no one there. She nervously laughed to herself and figured it was her imagination until the flash occurred again and she was startled to see that same man standing in her yard. He appeared to be staring at her house and was wearing a green hip length army field jacket and blue jeans. When the lightning flashed again the man was gone yet again. Christina’s heart was racing ninety miles an hour. Now she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination playing tricks with her mind or if she had really seen someone in her yard. When she looked back into the yard, the man was nowhere in sight. Christina considers for a moment if she should wake her husband and have him check the yard for an intruder, but after a second thought, she changed her mind. "It's only a fantasy," She told herself, "No one would be out wandering in a storm this fierce. The lightning and shadows were playing havoc with her mind, she convinced herself." Homemade Porn She felt silly for being frightened by what may have been only a shadow created by the flashing bolts of lightning. For some odd reason, she felt somewhat cheated and disappointed it was only her imagination. One of Christina’s most recent fantasies while masturbating had been to imagine someone breaking in and forcing her into wild, uninhibited sex. That fantasy always made her cum harder than usual. Christina decided she really needed to cum just to relieve the tension building in her vagina. 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