I lay here. The soft buzz between my legs humming below the sheet. My hand going slightly numb from the vibration due to the amount of time that has transpired. The smell of my masturbation, a perfume upon the rigid silicone toy. My clit and labia lips swollen and beyond sensitivity but I continue to play due to the levels of my arousal. But still I was dripping. It slowly making a pool between my legs. The imagery that I visualized in my mind of the previous day's activity making me so wanton. I needed it again so badly. The scene consuming my thoughts. The room was slightly dark lit by flickering candle lights upon the two tables in the corner. There was a expansive mirror upon the wall that could be seen directly upon entrance...