Buttman Toy Master #02, Scene #04

Alby Rydes had John Buttman mesmerized. Ink covered most of her skin, every curve looked bigger once she bent over and shoved that tight spandex ass toward him. She peeled the leggings down slow, then pressed her bare cheeks into his face so hard he had to grab her thighs just to breathe. When he pulled back she was already working a thick vibrator between her legs, knuckles white on the handle, moans coming out in short dirty bursts. She grabbed a fat dildo next, pushed it past her lips until her eyes watered, spit sliding down her chin. The inflatable plug went in last, each squeeze making her rim stretch wider, the toy hissing louder each time she hit the bulb. Sweat ran down her back. The room smelled like lube and skin.