Ass plays - part I.

Her skin tastes like salt and sex under my tongue. I love the way her breath catches when I trace her curves—every valley, every ridge. Tonight we pushed boundaries with those monstrous toys we'd bought months ago but never used. The first one slid into her, stretching her open inch by inch while she whimpered against the sheets. I followed right after, matching her pace as the second massive shaft invaded my own tight hole. The pressure lit something electric up my spine. Our bodies rocked together, taking and taking, both of us pushed to the edge in this raw, forbidden dance.