Please Me - Part 5

She couldn't stay still. Her cunt dripped onto the sheets as he spread her open and sank two fingers deep. He fucked her with them first—quick, then slow, knuckles catching on that tight ring of muscle. When he pulled out, the wet sound made her breath hitch. He reached for the toy. Slimmer at the tip, thicker at the base, already slick. He worked it in past her entrance inch by inch until it stretched her properly, then turned on the vibration. Her hips jerked up. He pressed it deeper, angled just right, and started thrusting in steady strokes. Every push dragged across her front wall and forced a moan out of her throat. Her thighs trembled, her cunt clenched around the toy, and he didn't let up until she was gasping his name against his shoulder.