Rough love

Hope slides in close, shoves Sinead onto her back, legs spread wide. The bed creaks. Hope grabs the thick brown toy and presses its blunt head straight against Sinead’s slit—still pink and swollen from the heat already coursing through her. No warm-up, no tease. She shoves. Sinead gasps, fingers curling into the sheets as the dildo pushes deeper, stretching her fast. Hope’s arm works hard and steady. Wet sounds fill the room, each thrust leaving a slick sheen on the dark shaft. She angles higher, catching the spot that makes Sinead’s breath hitch, makes her hips lift to take more. Hope doesn’t ease off. She drives again, same hard pace, watching every twitch run through Sinead’s thighs and stomach. Sinead’s mouth falls open but nothing comes out except a quiet, ragged moan. Hope sets a relentless rhythm, the fat toy flashing in and out, coated shiny, never slowing until Sinead’s cunt is red, dripping, and pulsing around the invasion.