Sophie's lover

I met Sophie a month ago at some party. A month later she calls me and says she’s starving for it. Not just horny—ravenous. Lucky me. She wants to be filled. I show up. She’s already naked on the bed, legs spread, toys waiting. She tells me what to do and I don’t argue. First I slide the smaller one into her ass, slow and steady, watch her fingers curl. Then she tells me to use the bigger one in front. I push it in inch by inch, and she groans like I hit something she’s been dying for. She orders me to work both at once. I do. The wet sounds get filthy fast. She doesn’t look away once. Every thrust is hers, not mine. I’m just the one moving her toys. She cums hard, legs shaking, telling me not to stop until she says so.