It has been a year since I lost my husband, and I still find myself overwhelmed by loneliness every day. To cope, I've been relying on masturbation for temporary relief, but it's become monotonous. So I ended up ordering a new toy. The night I received the package from the delivery man, I immediately began pleasuring myself with it. Then, the delivery man returned to get a forgotten signature. In my rush to answer the door, I didn't realize I had forgotten to put on underwear, leaving my soaked pussy fully exposed. Worse yet, I ended up guiding the delivery man's hand myself—right to my wet slit.