JANET'S POV
It was still in Desmond's top drawer exactly where I'd hidden it.
I stood there holding it in both hands under the bedroom light.
Massive. Jelly-like. Ribbed the entire length with veins that ran thick along the shaft.
A deep burgundy colour that made it look both obscene and somehow convincing.
Vicky had called it a promise.
And standing here stark naked with my p***y still throbbing from two failed attempts at relief, I was prepared to hold her to it.
It was twelve inches long and two inches wide.
I swallowed.
But I was also excited.
Yes, Desmond was impressive. Ten inches of c**k that he used pretty well.
This dildo however, made Desmond’s c**k look like a joke.
My c**t pulsed again. And I got back into bed.
First things first…
I brought the tip to my mouth.
