(<80) Climb.

Jen was so close to freedom and the key was right there, but she could not put it into the keyhole. Instead, she had to put herself onto the key. She looked at the abundance of different keys positioned both around and on the other wall that was rather close, and made up her mind: she had to try it.

At first, she was scared that one of the keys might break under her foot, but convinced herself that their quality must be as outstanding as that of the products they were meant to unlock. She hung onto a couple keys above her head to put herself precisely against the only one she needed.

Jen concentrated as hard as she could, but the key did not want to slide inside her dildo, pushing it instead.

"Fffffuck, this has to be the one, I could not mix it up!"

Her arms were already tired from the swimming and could not take much more, so Jen stretched her head aside to look what was wrong.

"Alright, I didn't mix it up. But its... oh my fucking god, are you for real?!" — she let her frustration out as she realized that the keyhole was upside down relative to its key, and it meant she had to take a whole another position.

After a couple minutes of cursing, her feet were on the same side as the necessary key, while her hands were climbing the opposite wall. After a lucky sway of her hips, she felt her dildo catching the key and started to move away from the other wall slowly to skewer herself onto it.

Her feet were sweaty from all the effort, and eventually she slipped from the thin metal bar. She felt her legs turning with **** about thirty degrees to the left before hitting the other keys painfully. Laws of physics tried to pull her pussy off the hook, but the turn the key made inside was enough to keep her hanging on it, not falling down, but not quite free. Had she not kept her arms' grip on the other wall, it could have been much more painful, but instead the brute pulling of her vagina was... almost pleasurable.

She bent her ass cheeks deeper and freed her legs, allowing the half-cycle of the key to be completed. The rubber cock started to deflate quickly, and slipped out of Jen within two seconds. She fell onto the floor ass first, but the soft carpet absorbed most of the impact.

The girl just sat there, breathing deeply to steady her heartbeat. There was nothing on her, she was free. Jen was looking at the moist, slimy dildo still sticking out of the wall. Despite feeling strangely empty down there, she did not feel anything but disgust towards the item. She expected the second voice to come over and say some dumb shit about how she had to be besties with a fake penis, but there was silence.

It seemed like there was just Jen. The guest had left.