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You eye the shelf longingly, Jack was going to be home soon and he definitely didn't know about your little toy... Your thoughs drift to how, plainly put, shitty your sex life has been...

Jack never seemed to pick up on your desire to be dominated, never noticed hownsubmissive you tried to be in the bedroom... He had a very "vanilla" approach to your bedroom habits, on that usually ended with no foreplay and him floundering around on top of you for a minute or so until he finished and rolled off of you, leaving you always craving more...

And on top of all that... His cock! You stifle a giggle at the thought of the little pinky he was packing. To be fair, he was an amazing guy, and you certainly love him deeply, but come on! A girl can only do with something like that for so long... You remember your ex-boyfriend, Mark and smile... He was your first, a while before Jack came into the picture... Your first time with him was... Well... Amazing... How confident he was that you were going to simply just kneel down and suck him off, to gag on his cock until it was covered in your spit... To turn around and take it, inch after inch... And you certainly did too...

You snap back to reality from your little day dream and find your fingers have found their way down to your slit, resting gently atop the smooth folds... "Fuck it..." You mutter to yourself as the tension becomes to much to bear. You reach for the shelf and pull out your dildo...

You move to sit on the toilet and then rest one leg on the edge of the shower, the other atop the sink... You look down at your open legs and use the head of your dildo to gently rub it up and down your aching slit, getting it nice and wet... Your hand grasps your breast and you begin to squeeze and fondle yourself while slowly pushing the rubber cock inside of yourself... "Fuuuuck...." You whimper out softly... The feeling of your hole being stretched is something you crave almost daily now, and yet aside from the times you get to break your little helper out, it's something you can only dream of when Jack is inside of you... Your thoughts turn to Mark as you begin to slip the now throughly soaked cock out of your hole, the emptiness almost stings as it slides back out...