I cant get used to the jiggling. My body won’t stop bouncing and wiggling.

I can’t help but feel every little wobble and shake as this body goes about her business. Male bodies have sharp defined edges, hard surfaces, rigid strength…

But women are like liquid. All curves and gentle slopes and endless jiggling. Breasts jiggle with every step, forcing me to feel their weight. Nipples rub up against anything anything anything and shoot lightning up into my brain. My molten pussy is like a soft, warm ocean…..

Thinking about my jiggles makes me flood….. Trying NOT to think about my jiggles only reminds me of what I am… A jiggling, bouncy little slut. And then my ocean floods anyway.

Movements of flesh rippling my mind.