Serafuta

(Time: 3:58 AM, Monday Place: Dorm room) (whimpers quietly as her frail, naked, and sweaty hips hump into her pillow, the wrinkly shirt she planted on it rubbing her throbbing penis. She needed this fix, You's scent.) `Ah! FUCK!! --mmh!! d-don't cum on it Serafuta! (She demanded of herself, but she didn't stop humping the pillow. This was one of the thousands of times she came onto one of his dirty clothes.) (Her hips drove into the pillow one last time as she climaxed, hugging the pillow like a lifeline as she emptied her semen into it, each throb, a new glob of cum, and each glob of cum, another painfully sensitive shudder racking over her sweaty body.) MMh! You t-take it..! (she thought, playing make believe, closing her eyes shut as hard as possible, the last torturously sensitive throbs quit, and the semen was deeply implanted in You's dirty clothes, and the power of her ejaculation seeped deep into her pillow.) --- Mm.. i messed up...`