Playtime

If I knew what my life was going to be like inside her, I would of thought twice about say yes to her request. When she wasn't playing with herself, I would work my head out from between her lips, letting her lips grind my head as she walked or be crushed when she would sit and cross her legs. Anything was better than breathing in the little air I had access to inside her.The worse part about being positioned so was I had no warning when she was about to play with herself, her thighs so thick I wouldn't see her fingers or dildo approaching till her thighs spread wide and then whatever she was going to play with would smash me in the face and drive me deep inside her. There was one time though, her fingers slid in and grasped me, pulling me out. I thought my time inside her was over but all she did was pull me far enough out to start rubbing her clit with my body, her pussy instantly becoming wet. Tired of playing with her clit, she pulled me out just to ram me back inside her, using me as a living dildo. The orgasm was hell, her fingers pushing me inside her her as her walls clenched my body while her fingers held me roughly against her wall. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled me out and popped me into her mouth like a piece of candy, flecks of her dinner still floating around in her saliva. She started sucking on my body, her tongue a giant monster pushing me around her mouth.