Charlotte threw the hard plastic vibrator across the room, it bounced off the stand and smashed against the bedroom wall. She raised the mirror too but being superstitious she placed it back between her feet, adjusted it so that her pussy came back in view.
What is wrong with that sexual organ she whispered to herself. Why wasn’t there a man whose curiosity could see beyond her size? She was 5'10, a size 16, 180 with 38DD boobs. As with so many times before she studied in detail each fold, she spread her legs wide. At twenty-two years of age it was perfect. Why wouldn't a man take delight in eating that? Reaching down she ran her fingertips over her genitals, they needed a closer shave.
Now her fingers took control again and as they swirled around a very sensitive clitoris the other hand searched for the vibrator until she remembered that it lay in pieces on the floor. Would she just wank with her fingers or get off the bed, go to the drawers and get another useless bit of plastic; where oh where is a real hard cock to penetrate her?
