The cocksleeve

I couldn’t resist the idea of using Chantal before seeing her sister for dinner..

Gripping the cocksleeve in one hand, my eyes roamed over it. There was the overlay image of Chantal, having just tried wiping my cumshot off of her face with that towel..

I lined up the toy with my cock and lowered the sleeve onto my hardening tip.

As before, it felt wet and warm and exactly like a real pussy. I’m pretty sure I heard a moan from Chantal as I slid the cocksleeve down half the length of my cock.

I decided to pull up the video I took of her ‘Oral Apology’ to me and put the volume up so I could hear the slurping as I pumped the sleeve along my length.

Looking at the phone while I pumped her all the way down, my cock head straining at the tip of the toy I had to admit.. Chantal really did look good sucking cock, and even better with a facial.

I eventually put the phone down and focused entirely on the cocksleeve. I couldn’t get over how it felt exactly like a pussy, and specifically what Chantal’s must feel like..

As I pumped her up and down, precum already starting to color the top of the translucent toy..

‘If Chantal’s pussy feels like this’ I thought..

‘Jane’s must be incredible..’