Without a word she situated herself between my legs. A length of soft plastic rubbed against my skin, and then passed between my lips, coating itself with my juices. My hands reached out and grasped the metalwork headboard, tightening as I prepared for the blessed invasion.
I didn't have to wait long, as moments later something pressed against my opening and slowly slid inside me. My moan was long and lustful. She paused a few inches, her hands firmly gripping my hips and waist. "Aly?"
"More."
She pulled out a few inches, then stroked in deeper, far enough that I could feel the ribbing on the phallus tripping over the sensitive skin at my entrance. Two more strokes and she was buried fully inside me, the skin of her thighs brushing against mine. In and out and in again it went. The head
