She’s biting her lip hard, eyes half-lidded but still locked onto the ceiling like she’s trying to remember something important. The first toy hums against her clit, fingers already slick from rubbing herself raw earlier. No teasing—just straight-up need. Pink panties get yanked down fast, toes curling into the mattress as that purple bullet presses harder. Her breath hitches when she flips it off and grabs the next one—a thick black dildo coated in lube she smears herself with two fingers before even thinking about where it goes. Then comes the strap-on moment: no warning, just straps buckled around hips and that same dildo shoved up against her own asshole while she whimpers.
