Milky way

Blue Angel keeps her eyes on the ceiling while she works the first toy between her lips, then slips a thicker one into her pussy. The motor hums. Her hips tilt up, chasing that steady pull inside. A second toy, slick now, nudges at her ass. She breathes, pushes, takes it all the way. Both shafts fill her, moving in short, careful strokes until her thighs shake. She pulls them out, rolls onto her knees, and offers a clearer view of the wet shine on her skin. The toys slide back in at a new angle, deeper, harder, until her fingers tighten on the sheet and the first tremor runs through her.