Intense drilling next door had me dripping with pleasure. I rushed home, eager to recreate the rhythm. With my favorite toy, I reached ecstasy, leaving a creamy finish on my skin.
In the dead of night, I was awoken by an intense pounding sound coming from my neighbor's apartment. It was not the usual kind of noise that would have me reaching for my headphones. Instead, it was a rhythmic thud that sent shivers down my spine and made my body ache for satisfaction. I found myself in front of my squirting machine, my body craving the same intensity that had invaded my senses. I stripped down to my bare essentials, my heart pounding in sync with the noise from next door. I activated my squirting machine, feeling the vibrations coursing through my body. The sight of the white cream shooting out of my pussy was a sight to behold. I was lost in the moment, my body convulsing in pleasure as I reached my climax. The sight of the creamy mess was a testament to the intensity of my pleasure. I was left breathless, my body spent but satisfied. The pounding from next door had done its job, turning me into a squirting beauty.
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