I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me
I worked one finger into her carefully, finding her still slick and open from earlier, then added a second until she was breathing in short, controlled pulls, and only when I was certain she could take the stretch did I replace my fingers with the slender plug and press it slowly inward until the flared base rested flush against her.
“Thank me,” I reminded her, and the soft, slightly breathless words she offered in response were enough. I helped her upright again, then lifted the nipple clamps and showed her the small rubber tips and the connecting chain before I closed the first one around the already tightened peak of her left breast.
The soft sound she made when the pressure settled was h
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