Chapter 1
I lay sprawled across the bed, my skin slick with oil I rubbed all over myself.
My breath came in shallow, uneven gasps, my fingers already tracing lazy circles over my stomach before drifting lower.
The machine fucker sat beside me, its polished metal surface shining. I looked at the silicon c**k attachment. It was placed on a sturdy base, and the power button was right in the middle.
I bit my lip, my pulse quickening as I hooked my fingers behind my knees, pulling my legs up until my thighs pressed against my chest.
The stretch felt so damn good, my n*****s were hard, aching peaks, brushing against the soft skin of my inner thighs, sending heat straight to my p***y.
A soft moan escaped me, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence of the room. My free hand drifted low
