THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION
My inner walls clenched around the girth, and I started pumping it in and out, slow at first, then faster.
My clit throbbed, demanding attention. I kept one hand on the dildo, thrusting it deep, while the other returned to rubbing furious circles. “Oh god, yes… fuck me harder,” I panted, lost in the fantasy. The book’s scene played in my mind – the librarian begging for more, her body surrendering. I mimicked her, moaning louder, my voice echoing off the walls. “Deeper… stretch my tight pussy…”