Chapter 2276 The Crazy Sex Discovery In Spain:>Ep11
- Tina had already climbed into her bed when Irene came back out of the bathroom. She slipped her panties off as soon as she got into bed, hoping that it would seem like she was just settling in. The usual evening chit-chat subsided rapidly, and soon enough Tina was quiet, presumably asleep. Still, she waited several more minutes before surreptitiously sliding a hand under the pillow to reach her bottle of lube. Carefully opening the end under the covers without looking, she dribbled several drops onto her fingers by feel and then slid her hand down to spread it on her lips and clit. The electric tingle as she touched herself made her shudder. She didn't need to add lube to her vagina, except that she had for the very first time with her 'friend,' she'd never needed or added add extra there. Despite having been married for 17 years, she'd only discovered since she'd bought her 'friend' that she got very wet when she was extremely aroused. That Oscar had only ever made her that aroused a few times in their marriage never crossed her mind, she just knew that when she was ready to play with her friend, she was always wet enough to not need any help. Slowly moving her arm, trying to not make any noise, she maneuvered her friend between her legs, lying it on her slit where she could rub it against her clit. Stopping she listened, and satisfied that Tina was asleep, she began to concentrate on herself.
- Sliding the hard monster against her clit was pleasurable, but she knew from the start that wasn't where she wanted it. Her own juices oozed between her lips, providing extra lubrication which she could feel as she rubbed herself with it, but soon enough, that wasn't enough. She moved a leg aside, repositioned her friend at her opening and began to slide it inside herself.
- As always, the fullness she felt as she filled her vagina with her friend was exquisite. She'd learned the depth she could go before she bumped her cervix, so much deeper than Oscar could ever go. The difference tonight was that, rather than imagining her friends husband Albert, for the first time she was imagining someone else - Ryan. The glances at his crotch, the bulge of his prick in the leg of his pants; she imagined it expanding, wondering just how far down his leg it would extend if he'd gotten hard. The thought that maybe he was like Oscar, that she had already seen him erect teased her mind, but she knew it couldn't be. He'd made no indication that he'd been aroused, in her mind she knew it was just that he was well endowed. He had to be well endowed.