The Haunted Vibrator
Others paid for super chats with long tongue twister challenges as the fuck machine took it up a new speed.
Every thirty seconds, Queenie had to guess the speed, and the mods kept a tally of her answers and the results of the speed auction. The score after slow mode ended was seven over twelve correct answers. London gasped at the medium speed and new vibration setting that happened simultaneously.
“Fuck! Eight! No, wait. I meant six! My brain isn’t working too well now.”
Laughing at the poor streamer who squirmed on the chair like a child who needed the bathroom badly, London tried to maintain her dignity by not making such a lewd face in front of the camera. However, her efforts were in va