She let her mind follow the fantasy until she was imagining her and Tom and Danny together. She’d like to hold Danny’s shaved, smooth head down and make him lick her clit while Tom fucked her. Because why not? It was all in her imagination, after all. She could make them do anything she wanted. She didn’t have to talk to them in her fantasy. When Fantasy Danny broke free from her hold and slid in behind her, nudging his big cock against her ass, Carmina felt a rush of excitement that had her trembling on the edge. But she didn’t come. She fought for it, but gradually her clit got numb and she felt sore and eventually she turned off the vibrator. She lay there panting for a minute or two and then threw the vibrator across the room where it bounced off the wall with a thud and fell to the floor.
She was going to have to try something else. There was no fucking way she was going to bring this up in a group session at the VA, and she wasn’t going to go see yet another therapist. She was in physical therapy and speech therapy, and the group sessions. That was enough people crawling around inside her head, thank you very much. No, this was a problem she needed to solve herself. But how?
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