Sitting here trying to draw some inspiration from the picture, I found myself laughing. 

Not because I find the sight of a beautiful woman naked amusing, or even the fact that her anonymity might dehumanise her a little, so that I can cruely mock her with a guffaw from the distance the internet affords.

No, I laughed because I thought of this glorious moment, where this beautiful girl is exposing herself to me, the important end first, and then she gets an itch.

An itch that she can’t ignore, and so she is forced to murder the romance, the pent up arousal, and scratch her arse. 


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