Staircase extasy

She never figured the cold wood of the stairs would feel so damn good. Her friend stays nestled between her thighs, its tip locked right on her slick clit. The vibration rolls through her like a slow, deep drum. Her hips tilt just enough to keep the toy pressed exactly where it needs to be. With her legs spread wide, bare, and open, every hum vibrates straight through the swollen nub and up into her belly. Nothing else exists right now. Just that steady, relentless pulse and the slow drip of heat it pulls out of her.