My nipple sensitivity

today while I was getting up to take my daughters to boy scouts, like every Saturday, fulfilling a routine that I've been doing for a long time, which is putting on pants, sneakers and on top of the shirt I use to sleep a jacket since I live in Tierra del Fuego and here it's always used a jacket, I felt my nipples rubbing against the shirt and remembered that it's a plague that I've been suffering from since childhood and here comes the story: puberty is a stage in life for women, where things start to happen that one doesn't know well what they're related to, but are of infinite pleasure and will accompany you throughout your life, this is the case of my nipple sensitivity, during that time, puberty, they start to swell up and become sensitive to touches and caresses, so it's a very pleasurable game to touch them, I even remember the time I put on a potato chomper for sleeping, it was a pike and the fabric has a thick weave, so when walking my tits moved and rubbed against that rough fabric and I died of pleasure, that day I discovered that my tits and my chochito were intimately linked, so masturbation was much more delicious if accompanied by caress on the nipples and it was thus that I experimented and discovered many ways to caress them and without a doubt the one I like most is putting a drop of cream on them and touching them until the skin absorbs it, all this orgasm arrived several times. among the things I enjoy most is making a roll with a hand towel, putting it between my legs, not taking off my underwear and caressing my nipples while squeezing my legs, really it's exquisite and I can do it in bed without anyone noticing since, although I'm divorced, I live with my daughters. another technique is the bidet one, where I let the water jet play with my clitoris while playing with my nipples and I can finish many times. but Saturdays are special because I stay alone at home and can use some Toy that I put on myself not too deep, squeeze my legs and get down on my stomach touching my breasts with cream and swear I'm wetting the sheets. I remember the time when I was breastfeeding the girls, my ex-husband knew I was very wet and he would masturbate me, but if he didn't or I was alone, orgasm arrived several times without him touching my pussy. That's why when I get home from work, the first thing I do is unbutton my bra and start feeling that exquisite rubbing which reaches its maximum at night when I go to bed, maybe it's not a magnificent story of mine, but I wanted to share it with you