A good substitute

Vinna doesn't wait around. When the itch hits and no man is near, she reaches for the pink dildo she keeps ready. It slips inside her with a soft wet sound and she takes charge, working the toy in smooth, steady strokes. Her hips roll to meet each thrust. Blonde hair spills across the pillow as she speeds up, breath sharpening. She fucks herself deeper, chasing the heat, letting her mind paint every picture she wants until her body tightens and the rush spills over.