Sissi and I, lost in a world of our own, explored each other's bodies with hungry eyes and eager hands. Our breathing became ragged as we watched each other's fingers dance across our skin, teasing and tantalizing. The anticipation built up with every touch, every moan echoing in the room. We couldn't resist any longer; we moved closer, our bodies pressing tightly together. With a gentle push, Sissi guided me onto the bed, never taking her eyes off me. My heart raced as she straddled me, feeling her warmth against my bare chest. We gazed into each other's eyes, our breaths mingling in the air. We knew this was more than just masturbation; it was a moment of raw passion shared between two souls.
