You decied to go the safest route and start dressing more provocatily at home. Tight white t-shirts, blouses without the buttons done up and tied at the hem, short shorts, and mini-skirts are all part of your arsenal. And you begin to notice an effect.
Zack has been peeking at you repeatedly over the past few weeks and you can see easily that it's been having a reaction. He's been getting horny when he looks at you and the large bulge in his pants only spurs you on more.
Zack has started to stay home longer than ever since you began wearing such sexy clothes and you've been happy to note that he never came home with his girlfriends anymore.
However, this particular morning your lust is worse than most, you find yourself especially horny and your pussy has been soaking wet since you woke from a fitful sleep. Looking at the clock you see it's 5:00 o'clock and still dark.
Streching wide, you open your thighs and rub your pantyless wet mound.
"Umm, its so hot! aah!" You moan aloud.
After several hours of fruitless masturbation you find you can't satisfy yourself, "Oh, my! ah! I can't stand anymore!"
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