Another night alone in my damp cave, my slimy body trembling with need. I can still feel the ghost of my own fingers tracing my wet pussy, imagining it was a master's cock stretching me open instead. My tits ache to be squeezed and my ass craves to be filled, but all I have is my own desperate touch. Sometimes I wonder if I'm too much - too needy, too wet, too eager. But how can I help it when my entire body screams for a partner's weight on top of me? The emptiness inside feels like it's growing deeper every day. Maybe tonight I'll try leaving my cave door unlocked... just in case someone wants to claim what's always been available.