It would appear he approved of her plan to come over later, closer to the night. Oh, you. Calling your little brother for distractions and frustrations… Vikky felt the need to tell him about that, but decided to leave that for later. Oh… why did she feel the need to comment absolutely everything he said? Did she want to turn him exactly like she wanted him? Why? Wasn’t he fine exactly the way he was? Wasn’t this the Vilmer she fell for? Why would she want to change that? Or was it just that she… wanted to play a part in his life? She was… Vikky definitely was…

She was about to turn and comment herself being called a ‘little snot’ with a light mischievous smile but was stopped when he suddenly stopped her with a kiss. Ohh… He already knew Vikky would comment that. He knew her too well. The heat from his lips touching hers… was delightful. As he parted… Vikky too felt the need for more. But… she kept the desires at bay temporarily. … Crabby? Was that the definition for how she became when commenting him… ugh… she couldn’t retort. Especially when he had said he didn’t mind it. Vikky just… flushed and giggled.

When she had teased him… the result… Vikky suddenly felt Vilmer’s hand on her shoulder, and before she knew it she had been whirled around and pushed against the door. Vikky had given a little yelp she couldn’t stop as she was pushed, the solid hands on her hips holding her in place. Her internal temperature skyrocketed, it felt like. Just from that, she had started panting as she looked at Vilmer with that slightest bit of worry in her eyes due to the comparably rough treatment. … ‘Why not both?’ The question… was so stupid. Vikky could immediately think of many reasons of not doing it now. Chance of being found. Sound they might make. Them getting embarrassed when getting back. Lack of protection, above all. But… all that seemed to seep out of her mind and she just smiled shyly at him…

“Gee… you’re hopeless…” Vikky just stayed motionless, waiting his next action…

She was a girl, indeed she wanted to change him, it was natural and while he would change this and that in time there were some things that were so hard wired into him that it was hopeless. Suffice it to say she probably wouldn't like him if he did change all the way, there would be nothing left to improve and he might get boring … yet he wasn't being boring now!

Before she left he was so tame, they had never done anything like this but now he was a completely different person trying to convience her to stay without asking he – well he was planning to later, though he wasn't asking her, damn it, he was telling her! As her boyfriend. Sure she'd probably call him stupid again or come up with some esxcuse why she shouldn't or couldn't but he did not want to loose her again.

Vilmer had been fortunate to get her back this time, he might not be so lucky later on …

He saw the worried her eyes and tried to see things through her eyes … ah, he thought he understood. Dawning finally clicked there and while her excuses and reasons never reached his ear he might have relented somewhat if they came but thus far they hadn't and so he didn't relent.

A little something now, a lotta something later perhaps.

But she had to be concerned, that was it, she had been at a all girl's school, duh, and she probably wasn't thinking they'd be up to this. Yet he was not worried, he knew what he wanted and thus was a bit creative. She'd probably call him stupid again or some effect but so be it. The clean up of the room could wait.

“I have an idea … you'll probably laugh though … I need to relocate us to the doctor's office next door though.” He was sporting a mischief grin, and hoping that they had everything they needed there …

Vikky almost sighed at his remark that they needed to get over to the room beside them. She’d take an extra look to see if the corridor was still empty, but she couldn’t.

“Really…” she said, slightly perplexed by the notion of that he had an idea that couldn’t be done here that he probably wouldn’t tell her. “In that case you better release me so that we can open the door. It opens inwards, you know.” She just smiled at him, rocking her grabbed hips lightly against his hands. Whatever it is, she decided he can have this one…

He kissed her again as she wiggled against him with those hips, his hands tight on her hips as he nodded. Reretfully she was riht though that did not stop him from kissing her a second time as he stepped back, reluctant to release her but having little choice in this matter.

He grinned, pleased for now that she wasn't arguing though once she saw the idea well …

“Go, I'll clean this up and be right over.”

He must have used that jacket to clean things up for he joined her in the office a short time later, closing the door behind him and embracing her once more. He was still hard, she could feel his excitement pressed against her.

“Now sit on the bed, benchie thing they use for examination.”

He went to the sink, washed himself off least there wer cum that he didn't clan off, stuffed himself back into his pants then wandered over to the desk after shorting her a look. “Stay ….”

He was looking for something, then found what he was looking for taking out a pair of scissors, grinning then moving to the box of gloves near the door.

Yeah, this was stupid … he cut one of the fingers off of a glove and tossed the rest away before setting the scissors down and approaching her. A make shift ondom?

“I know … it's stupid ...”

Vikky wholeheartedly accepted his kisses. Oh... he was showering her with them. It felt so… wonderful that he was paying so much attention to her. Well… of course. She was his, after all. The thought made her mind bubble with happiness. Then he simply told her to get over there, as he’d be right over. Vikky merely nodded, looking at him with trusting and excited eyes. She didn’t want to bet on how much time she had. While the corridor was still empty… GEE, this was horribly convenient that absolutely nobody was walking past right now, not that Vikky would complain… and went into the room. A typical room for examination, there were a leaned bed, benchie thing (yes, I know exactly how you were thinking when you wrote that now…) and a number of shelves and a desk for doctor’s use. Oh, and a sink. Wasting no time, Vikky went over to the sink and washed off as much semen as she could from her shirt. It meant it was now wet but… better being stained with water than visibly stained by semen.

Vilmer came in shortly, much to Vikky’s appreciation. She walked over to him intending to ask if someone saw him but she was embraced before she had the chance to. His nice, strong arms around her… and hard, excited thing poking her stomach… it was blissful. With a little giggle, she pressed right back in an embrace of excitement of her own. Vilmer told her to go and sit on the bench. What was he planning? Roleplaying being a doctor? Though… Vikky wouldn’t mind, whatever he was planning.

“Alright, then~” She let go of him and went over to the examination bench and sat down eagerly. A little too eagerly, perhaps, but anyways. She put her hands in her lap and waited excitedly for her boyfriend to finish. Oh, she shouldn’t act like this. They were going to have their first time together… in a hospital for the sick! In a room for examination! It was so… so rebellious of them! And so exciting! It shouldn’t be! They didn’t even have protection… Vikky tilted her head in curiosity as he told her to stay there an extra time. What… exactly was he planning to do to her…?

… He took out a scissor and a doctor’s glove, cut off a finger and…

Vikky couldn’t help it. She broke down in laughter. It was so hilarious. She fell back on the bench laughing happily, her hands grasping her stomach. Stupid? Perhaps. Uh. Definitely. But… he did it for her. She had thought he was going to do her raw without thinking at all of protection. But… he had. She’d have been willing to do it however, but he went out of his way to think of a solution. It was just… too much. Too great. Her laughter calmed down somewhat as she was lying down on the bench. “Hah, hah haaaaa… Vilmer, you’re the best…” She giggled a little extra, her mood being the best today. She felt such relief that he had thought of it. Now… now she was ready to give herself. “You better hope that ‘finger’ is elastic, ‘cause your dick is bigger than a finger~”

“Now, then…” Vikky raised her head a bit were she was lying, looking towards Vilmer. She… slowly spread her legs, letting her panties be visible underneath her skirt. Her panties that were covering her absolutely soaked pussy. She was embarrassed to do so, but she’d do anything for Vilmer right now. “… are you going to start the operation…?” Oh, she was being influenced by the surroundings, too, now… hah-hah-haaaa… she couldn’t help but be amused… and horny…

God she was gorgeous. “Not so stupid now, huh?”

But he paused after stepping a bit closer, her legs opening so that he could see those soaked panties that more than hinted at her excitement. They were both ready for each other, so ready! But as he soon found out she was right about the glove. It stretched a little but not as much as he hoped. He certainly could not cram himself into it then frown.

But that was not to say he wasn't determined especially with the sight that was resting before him.

“Oh, I am sooo going to make love to you Vikky,” he groaned a little at his own excitement, feeling his member pulsate in response. He tossed the finger of the glove aside as he realized that wasn't about to work.

“Just a second ...” he would have speared into her raw and primal, took another glove out then looked for some tape, if he could just use sone tape. Secure it in place … no, that wouldn't work all that well either. He guessed it was better than nothing but after a moment he realized that he had nothing to tape too. Himself? That would work if he affixed it to himself innately but he was bound to sweat and it was bound to loosen.

Shit! Well, he thought it was a good idea at the time!

He still wanted to of course, they shouldn't but he wanted to. He looked at her, a silent plea reaching his eyes as he came forward.

“Sorry ...” but at least he could pleassure her with his mouth again.

His hands reached up benath her skirt, he woululd need her to close her legs for a second until he removed those panties.

“I can taste you again … then toight ...”

[You can stop Vikky at any time during this post of action, I’ll effectively cut this post there if you do]

He tried putting it on... but of course it failed. There is no way the tiny finger of such a glove could contain the entity of his dick. Vikky had become a little hopeful just then, but… oh, it doesn’t appear to be working. She felt herself desiring to sigh due to her initial little disappointment, though she was still amused. He struggled with the finger and a glove, looking around for something. He gave his little promises that he would penetrate her and that it would take a little longer… oh, what was he doing? In the end, it proved impossible for him and he gave his apology and then came after her, intent on only tasting her… Oh, it was up to her, huh? Vikky giggled a bit as her legs were closed and her panties taken off…

… Then she sat up, and pushed at him with her right hand. She had a calm little expression of mischievousness.

“… Let me.”

Assuming he let her, Vikky would get off the examination bench. Not to leave or anything like that, she was now not wearing any panties. She’d go over to him, perverse little expression on her face as she smiled at him. She would lightly attempt taking the glove from him, simply… take it. Vikky giggled a bit, standing so close to him, both their naked raw genitals within inches of each other. Just… just to tease him, she stepped even closer to him, lifted her skirt… and slowly brushed her sex against his cock along the shaft. So slowly… no real strength in it… lust-filled grin on her expression… just a plain raw brush, ending at the head and she pulled away a bit.

Assuming he didn’t lose control and impale her on the spot from that immature tease of hers or do something else, Vikky would go down on her knees before his erect penis. She had already seen it, already touched it in the other room, but this was the first time it was so close to her face. She poked it… once or twice, to see how the hard thing would possibly bounce. After having giggled a bit at him, she’d take the glove… and stuff it over the cock. After having put the dick as far in as possible, she squeezed the glove with both hands, clasping in all unneeded fingers to make sure as much air as possible left the glove so it would only be penis and glove weirdly outfitted around it. She’d run her fingers along the shaft just to tease him, too. Then she’d take the opening and pinch it so that only precisely so much that the cock was inserted was there for the dick, and made a hole in the useless fabric using a powerful push with her thumb with which to tie a knot, effectively tying the glove into place.

Assuming she got this far, Vikky would stand up and reseat herself on the examination bench with a proud little smile. She’d lie back and spread her legs again…

“So, are you still hesitating?”

(no problems at all)


Vilmer was spushed back, he hadn't even got to see that lovely little pussy all wet and ready for him either though he stumbled back a half a step looking at her, wondering what had filtered through her mind. God, it was good that he loved her or he would have lost it as she lifted up her skirt as she moved a little closer.

A tease, a definate tease he told himself as he could only imagine what later would bring as he felt the warm slickness of her body pressing so close to him as if she were tormenting him, daring him to do his worst or perhaps trying to get a rise out of him to drive him wild all throughout the day. He wasn't sure but fought the urge to toss her on the floor and just press into that warm heat, to feel her press around him. He wondered then if she were a screamer or moaner, she had covered her mouth earlier so he could only assume that it was loud enough to be heard and wasn't a mere whimper or worse nothing at all.

She was so lucky that he loved her, though even if he did loose control he would have pulled out or at least he considered that he would try just that. His hands grasped her hips a s she took the glove out of his hands probably to toss it aside he though since the idea didn't work though he found this closeness exhilerating in a way, each passing second only made it worse where he wanted to spear into her and it was really saying something that he was resisting so well.

When she descended to her knees he had thought that perhaps she was going to taste him but she was doing something … at first he didn't know what but she always was much more clever than he. We he would have a good idea she would have a great one. He didn't mind though, he tended to get her thinking about out of the box solutions where she so often found a better way though if it weren't for his half baked ideas like this she may have never considered …

He sighed as she moved away and repositioned herself. There was that pussy, so magnifient, so pink, so ready. He wanted this though with her words he realized that he was admiring the view perhaps a little too long.

He came over at once. “No, no I'm not.” And as if to confirm that he was ready for her he moved that glove to her, paused then looked at her as a hand rested lightly upon her hip. She may have been ready for an examination but he seemed to have a final concern.

“You're not allergic to latex are you?”

He grinned, it was fairly obvious that he was joking for he did not bother to wait for a response, she would have already had a reaction if she were he thought. But he was already eagerly pressing that glove and the tip of his body against such blessed heat trying to gain admittance to her inner most core.

He... he had maintained his control... through all that. Vikky was impressed. She herself had almost succumbed to temptation and speared herself while teasing him. Was it his love for her, or was he simply stronger than his impulses? Who knows~ Oh, he might have thought that she was going down there to suck on him, but nope. Vikky’s mind was still too innocent to honestly consider that. She DID consider kissing it before putting on the glove, buuuuuut… shied away and only admitted the task she had decided to do and put on the glove. Though quite rightly, she wouldn’t have been able to come up with the idea of putting on the glove like that had it not been for Vilmer’s attempts of making it a condom for himself. In fact, she had prepared herself to take it raw for so long, she’d most likely have attacked him raw if neither of them didn’t find a condom and only planned on ‘tasting’ her.

He was not going to hesitate, so he came over to where Vikky was now lying on the examination bench. As he came closer, Vikky truly realized. This was it. It was really coming. It was going to penetrate her, and then they’d be joined. They’d be making love to one another. Vikky felt herself tense up and her excitement building over the top as Vilmer came closer and closer… then he asked a question…

Vikky’s response would have been to punch him for saying something so out-of-mood as that. Instead, she just bit her lip while not being able to resist the smile which covered her face. Her panties the only clothes removed, Vikky had her skirt lifted and her shirt was still in place. Her legs were spread and her slit was out in the air… and now his glove-covered cock pressed against it… All this build-up had made her very sensitive. Only that one touch made Vikky flinch and yelp at the stimulation, and it wasn’t many milliseconds before she realized…

“W-wait!” Should Vilmer hold off to her shout, Vikky would calm down for a couple of moments, her expression flushed deeply red… before looking up at Vilmer with pleading embarrassed eyes.

“P-please… kiss me as you take my first time. If you don’t… I will be way too loud…” She had avoided mentioning that it was her first time due to her lack of hymen, but she didn’t think that far this time. What she did think of, however, was that she’d be what Vilmer’s mind earlier had referred to as a screamer… which would be too loud for comfort here. The cock pressing against her… was already making her entire being shudder… and any further she’d really be screaming with nothing holding her back…

He was ready to burst, was she really attempting to make him wait now, when they were this close, this joined already? He was wrong there, she had just explained briefly her request though at that stage he wouldn't have cared if a local news crew streamed into the room, he wanted her that much.

Confusion shone in his eyes only because of his earlier discovery. But clearly she wasn't a virgin, right? It took him a second to realize that there were ways to keep your virginity but loose your hymen. An accident, a sex toy going to deep … he wondered what the cause was but did not ask, there would be time later of course but right now he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut about that, least he say something stupid and ruin his chances from pressing deeper inside that welcoming pussy.

Instead he nodded, eager to get on with it. How he missed her while she was gone, how he had wanted her so much in that time so he had been waiting some time for this moment to actually happen. Now that it was he did not want to mess that up.

“Your first time? Then we shall learn together ...” his lips pressed against her own, a moment later more of him was sliding inside her and if not for that glove he would have propably cum again, the glove dulled some of the sensation though not enough not to be effected by that sweltering heat that coursed over his embedded length.

He slipped in slowly, stopping for a second when they touched their hips together. He groped her breasts knowing he was going to enjoy them later when they were unleased and even tasted later on tonight but he was thinking about that right now, he was focused on the present.

Even if she wasn't too quiet there was no stopping him now as he lifted up his hips slapping them back down against her own.

… He… he looked so surprised when she had mentioned it was her first time. He HAD noticed. And he had assumed. This only made Vikky more embarrassed. But… her boyfriend dutifully nodded and commented on how they’d go through the first time. He… he looked so manly and dependable right now. She… she loved him so much… wait… Did that mean he was also a virgin…? Vikky didn’t get the time to worry as he descended on her lips and kissed her. Vikky brought around her hands and embraced him, because she wanted to hold her Vilmer. And there… his cock slipped so deep into her that there was no doubt anymore her virginity was taken.

Vikky would have twisted and sounded loudly had her lips and arms not been locked to Vilmer. Now her shout was suppressed into a whimper from a closed mouth which died with nowhere to go. The smooth surface of the plastic glove felt weird, but there was more than enough natural lubrication to allow it entrance. And enter it did. Pushed so deep into her… pressing against all the walls within her that she instinctively squeezed together, but they were still forced apart… Had not Vilmer’s loving lips been keeping hers occupied, they’d have opened wide. Now she was just shaking underneath him, the pleasure already overwhelming her. He groped her breast… oh, you…

… Then the repetition began. He lifted his dick out and pushed in again, all the while his lips locked to hers. Any and all sound she’d make was blocked by his mouth, only small whimpers of pleasure escaped the confines of her mouth as the dick pushed into her again. Her body was shaking with stimulation, and laid unmoving entirely in Vilmer’s grasp. She was his. Vikky’s expression was one of bliss. She had him! She had given her first time to her beloved…!

… Eh? ... There was no explaining it, but something felt off about that notion. She had… given her first time to her beloved. Right? But why did she feel… it was as if her body remembered something, something about this feeling, but her mind… uh…

She didn’t have time to worry about any of that as another surge of pleasure entered her through his dick. The fingers of the glove brushed themselves against the walls of her vagina in the wake of its passing. It… it didn’t matter. By unexplained reasons, she embraced Vilmer even harder, pressed her kiss against him as if to never let go. He was hers. Nothing could separate them. Oh… her loved Vilmer… She entrusted every belief of her being that this union of theirs would last forever as she let her body loose itself in Vilmer’s cock pushing into her… Would that glove stay in place? She didn’t care. Just… do more. Do Vikky more…!

It was obvious that she was loved. Why else the restraint. Why the foolish condom idea that may not hold? Why would he have waited for her all this time?

Her body remembered what had happened to her, though he did not entirely suppress that feeling either, she had pushed passed it feeling this pleasurre. He may have done so if she lingered on the matter for while it did not matter if she were or weren't a virgin. It had only mattered in her mind that she had been under that impression as far as the time line of soon arriving at Shokushu before being shipped back home.

Aegir did not need her mind clouded by other experiences and while he did have a little outline he always adjusted it on the fly to encompass alternate scenarios and choices rather then forcing anything especially here where the might might wind up questioning or even challenging somethings that were too contrary or offered up too much resistance …

He certainly had options here and Aegir being a gentiler monster had bestowed this little fantasy on her. Of course it was for his own ends that he would eventually benefit from in one way or another but in this fantasy of hers, in this dream she could feel that large cock rubbing against the walls of her body, shaping her out. He may be hers but she was his as well, carved out to accommodate his girth.

Compared to the baseball bat this was far more pleasant, no pain, no blood just the gentle slapping of his hips against hers. His mouth engulfed against her own as he pressed down taking care to keep their chests separated least his shirt get wet too and give away what they were doing.

His hands molded against those breasts, oh they felt so soft beneath his touch, he imagined how warm and perky they would feel, how soft, how they would bounce without her bra as he pushed into the core of her body again and again.

Vilmer began to mix it up a little, a few quick thrusts then long deep ones that pressed into her. He groaned into her mouth then began to grind against her hips against her at that appex of each thrust into that core. He was no baseball bat, but he found that the experience was not a frequent one or one that he had even imagined or would have believed. Even she told him he might have been a little skeptical though the evidence was there of course. He just hadn't been capable of looking at things to hard at that stage.

He really wanted to tell her he loved her though couldn't afford to chance it in that moment. Would she have believed him in the height of the moment? After, after was better. So far, so good, the glove had not broken yet and he was close to loosing himself again feeling that tightness despite the glove that encased him.


He groaned a little bit louder against her mouth though the sound was muted against her lips, his hips eagerly sleeping up as he felt the tingling sensations beginning to emit outward from the center of his body. Soon there was no holding back, it was inevitable though even if he came so soon again he would force himself on if at all possible until she was ready, though if she wasn't able to reach that point … well the promised meeting later might be both frustrating to get too and promising at the same time.

Oh, he felt so good… He pushed his way deep into her. With no restraint, he pushed open all her internal walls and touched against her deepest part. Vikky was already losing herself, the pushes that slapped her hips against his as the cock was driven through her sensitive and inexperienced genital was just… Vikky gasped, her mouth opening despite being in a kiss due to her sheer desire to sound and pant heavily alternatively. It was probably an opening to do more than just an average kiss. It was probably good that she had got rid of her hymen. If not… this would have hurt… Now the cock which disappeared so deep within her lower lips brought her only sheer pleasure. His hand grasping her breast… Vikky just wanted to tear her shirt and bra apart to give them to him, but her sanity was able to grasp ahold of that desire. This… this would do for now.

With each time the cock drilled into her, Vikky attempted adjusting herself to allow it as deep as possible, and then press together her muscles as if to grab ahold of it and keep it in there, perhaps squeeze all substance out of him or simply to give him an extra massage on the way out. She did this multiple times, each time he entered and pushed his way all in to lay to rest just before her most prized inside. Ah… would… would the glove hold? While she had bound it, this pushing and pulling might make it move back and forth, and combined with all the natural lubrication it might… fall off… Also, she had made a hole to make the knot. The hole had been made in the bottom, nowhere near the tip and also somewhere not used to press against the cock right now, but the presence of a hole might weaken the fabric around, and with all the force being used to push back and forth the hole might get periodically bigger…

Vikky had to stop worrying about that as the cock of her boyfriend pushed deep into her and she’d react in turn if someone didn’t reclose her mouth.

Oh, this had felt divine! He didn't feel the full glory of her body given that make shift condom though it felt so luscious and well, she was a little loud as her mouth widened. He drew in a quick breath then clasped his lips over her own, his tongue seeking to take advantage of that invitation as it slid against her own, dancing wildly against it as his hands tightened against those breasts as he surged into her with the full wight of his passions.

Now it was just common sense that when you put a hole in an object it only made it weaker. She had not the time to really secure the hole or look for the best spot for one so she had been concorned there with all the forced movement that they were making. Little holes could appear on it, it could snap or even side off so it was a concern that they had to deal with. Hopefully they would be finished before that happened. She was tightening against him as he withdrew almost as if relaying to him what he was missing by not being there then there was a reaction all of a sudden.

He was quick, drawing out of her, the glove having snapped around his member though he had not cum yet. “Fuck!” He gasped looking down his body then back to her.

“It broke … no, I didn't finish ...” he answered figure that was going to be her next question. He throbbed though, eagerly wanting do. He so very much wanted to. Fuck it! The tip of his cock pressed back to her heated core feeling that warmth laying against her. It felt delicious, sublime.

“I wanna Vikky. I'll pull out ...” he shouldn't have asked. He should have just done it like he was now or never even told her the glove broke since it seemed as if she were unaware. He did not wait for her answer though, he really didn't need to hear an excuse about then as he sought to convince her body as his mouth lay flush against her lips as his member eased into her slowly. He had to get use of the feeling without a condom, and provided she did not seem to resist him any he had to be careful against that raging heat as to not cum undone immediately but rather draw of of her the very first second that he started to feel a tinkling sensation in his core.

Oh... As she opened her mouth, Vilmer filled it with his own and she felt his tongue attacking hers. It… it was fine. Her mouth was his, too. She answered with her own tongue, though her movements were not as vigorous as his. His taste… Vilmer’s taste… Well, this certainly silenced her, despite her breasts being grasped and his glove-covered cock pressed into her again and again…

Eh? He… he pulled out? He withdrew from her? Vikky stared up at him in confusion as he cursed and looked down on the… oh, the glove broke… Vikky was somewhat disappointed, that medical equipment made to last through operations had not been able to take the fury of their passion… Then again, doctors probably rarely pressed with all their might… uh… Vikky wasn’t really satisfied, but she guessed that was it unless they were going to use up every glove in the box… eh?

“V-Vilmer…?” He… he pressed his naked, raw and pure cock against her slit. The unexpected feeling sent a mixed blend of excitement and fear through her being. She had prepared herself to possibly do it unprotected, but suddenly faced with it sent a surge of hesitation through her. He… he told her he’d pull out. She wasn’t so sure. Vikky hesitated, trying to think of a proper answer to that through her confused brain. He didn’t let her, though. He kissed her again, this time it also felt it was to silence any complaint she might have. And with that… Vilmer’s naked cock slid gracefully into her most precious point.

As it pressed into her, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her body, Vikky instinctively pressed down on it. She didn’t know if it was to pleasure it or to try and keep it out. If the latter, it wasn’t working. It wasn’t the silky feel of plastic, it was raw, hot cock inside her. Vikky… embraced him again, trying to hold his comforting upper body close. It… it just felt too good. She’d orgasm if this continued. So please… continue…