Mechanical lover

I didn’t expect much from that strange machine. Then it slid inside me and I changed my mind fast. Its steady rhythm found my spot again and again, and I opened wider each time. My blond hair spilled across the pillow while I arched in nothing but a tiny slip of lingerie. I touched my breasts, rolled my nipples, and felt the wetness spread down my thighs. The toy kept driving in and out, slick with my arousal, never slowing, never losing interest. I rode it hard until my legs shook and my breath broke. When I came, I stayed right there, letting the machine work my pulsing cunt until I slipped over the edge once more.