A quick nod was her only response before she turned and squeezed a line of lube on the rubber-like shaft. He didn’t think she’d put enough on when she turned to him, so he raised his eyebrows. She met his eyes steadily. Quickly, he fingered her, found her wetter than before. Holding back a smile, he nodded.
“Good. Use your good hand to brace yourself on the chair’s arms, and sit.”
She swallowed, and her cheek jerked, probably annoyed as well as tickled by the little bit of drool that escaped. Oh yeah, she’d hate that.
With one hand gripping the chair and the other steadying the toy, she slowly lowered herself. He listened to her breathing, judging her progress by that rather than trying to watch. He was already rock hard and needed to give himself some time to cool off, or he’d blow bef
