Blue mountain

She had time to burn. The dress lay on the bed, panties already tossed aside. She picked up the thick blue dildo, rolled onto her back and spread her knees wide. The first slow push made her cunt clench around the cool silicone, then warm and wet took over. She worked it deeper, ass lifting off the mattress, cheeks flexing, until the flared base bumped her clit. Each thrust came faster, wetter, the dildo shining with her juices. Her breath hitched when the ridge dragged over her front wall, and she chased that spot again and again. Blonde hair fanned across the pillow as her hips rolled, ass cheeks quivering with every hard push. She came in tight pulses, thighs shaking, the toy still buried to the hilt. A quick glance at the clock told her the night was just getting started.