Chapter 527 The Pleasure In My Job:>Ep25

• My rocking in the swing and thrusting my hips upward became more exaggerated. This was born out of my brain's inability to think of a way to hold the Hitachi in place, yet hysterically trying to make it happen. I could feel my hair flopping around and I was sweating from exertion. I'm sure I looked pathetic. When Mistress returned, her smile lit up the room. She was beaming. Obviously she knew what she was doing and my excited and disheveled state had been her goal. She was already dressed to go out.
• "Oh poor, pet," she cooed. "Did the Hitachi move out of position?"
• My eyes shot daggers at her. She just chuckled. Then she turned off the Hitachi and unhooked it from the swinging rope. She then rubbed her hand up and down my pussy before mockingly asking if I needed relief. Again my scowl told her everything. She responded by turning the Hitachi back on. But instead of just holding the finger on my clit, she slid it inside of me. The curl of the finger made it ride along the top of my pussy and when it was inserted all the way, the head of the Hitachi found itself nuzzled against the bottom of my clit. After the first initial shock of pleasure, I realized the finger was actually rubbing against my g-spot like the G-Zilla did, only with more effectiveness and infinite power.