Spicy Lollipop: 30 different short erotica.
Her vision blurred now, and Emily could swear that she was seeing stars.
Everywhere became dark and suddenly quiet, the only sound she could hear were the sound of the wet fap of her pussy and the sculpture’s finger, her wanton, needy moans, the smack on her ass cheeks that she now swore was completely bruised and battered.
The cherry on the top was the sadistic laugh of the creature behind her, he’d been hitting her g-spot so much that her whole body had almost gotten entangled in the ropes.
“I’m going to cum!” She screamed, but as if that was what the creature was waiting for, the sculpture pulled its fingers completely out of her, delaying her orgasm.