“I’m so ready,” she announced huskily. “Licking your p***y drove me to distraction. I’m as wet as a rainy day.”
The Mistress of the Mortal Realm rose herself and took hold of the black prong, bending it forward slightly so that its tip pressed between her glistening p***y lips. Then she pressed her hips down, lowing herself until the instrument was fully seated within her. She sighed as it entered her, her eyes turning misty and her face slackening.
“Ohhhhhhhhh, that feels so good,” she moaned. She bent over and took Maureen’s lips with hers. She spread them apart and she thrust her excited tongue inside. Maureen could not help the moan that erupted in her throat. The vibrator was having its way with her. Something was in that milk, it had to be, or the demon had turned up her libido to
