Shyla’s Sensual First-person Journey

She let her stroking hand extend out to envelop the head on each stroke, creating a perfect friction as the head slipped through her fingers. Like a slow-motion movie of a flower unfolding, her clit became a full, thick, seven-inch penis, crowned by a sharp-ridged deep red head that quivered with sexual power and lust. He was so big! She shrugged and, as was her nature, accepted what she couldn’t change as best she could. The familiar shivering, electric vibration traveled from Morgana’s extremities up into her torso and concentrated into a ball of heat deep in her belly, and she gave a long drawn out wail as her clit began to swell, harden and extend itself. Aware that today’s production was the last before the end of the cycle, and thus the last chance to cement her lead in the Production Prize race for this year, she was excited to see his little dangling cock begin to swell and grow as she washed his bum and dangling balls, and it positively hardened and stood up as she rubbed the soap onto the shaft and skinned back his