A more stimulating toy

Sam's collection of toys and accessories covered a wide range of forms and functions, but the basic strap on was more for her partner's pleasure, but now it was time to be selfish. Her motor was running from the erotic events of the day, and it was time for her release. She fished out a tiny bullet vibe, the tell tale buzz of a full battery felt when she turned it on. She quickly deposited it into the little pocket of the strap on and rounded back to the foot of the bed, swinging her shaft in front of her new toy. "Did you have fun, Fuckpuppy?" Sam asked, deciding this title was more appropriate.

Fuckpuppy was rising to all fours, her head cleared of the sexual fog. Her body showed no sign of tiring out, her back was arched and her ass swung an invisible tail in pleasure. "Yes ." she responded, her tongue lolling out of her mouth in an exciting pant. She stares down the swinging rod attached to her former friend.

"Would you like a bone?" Sam asked eagerly, like she was talking to the family dog. She watched as Fuckpuppy's body perked up even more, her torso bending more to present her shaking ass.

"Yes" Fuckpuppy answered, knowing she had ****. Her body followed a new master's commands. As Sam's toy cock approached her open mouth, she felt her body lunge forward eagerly, her lips puckering to provide a tight seal. Her mind knew it wouldn't matter for Sam, but her body reacted on instinct, wanting to please a real cock. Her eager mouth is met by an equally eager plastic rod, sliding fully down her throat and tickling her nose on Sam's landing strip. She wanted to gag, to **** the invader out of her throat, but her body is only encouraged to continue. She can hear Sam's pleasure as the vibe pressed into her jewel, and Fuckpuppy felt herself blush with sexual pride at being such a good girl.

Sam is loving the view of the sexy bitch diving into her bush, enjoying Fuckpuppy's hot breath on her mound as the hidden vibe finds her hidden button. This set up meant that every thrust had to be a full one, not that anyone involved would be complaining. Her toy was slobbering on her toy, allowing easy thrusting. The corners of Fuckpuppy's mouth turned up in a **** smile as spit bubbled around her toy bone. She could feel Sam's thursts become more aggressive and painful as the wrestler approached orgasm, her moans rising in octave and urgency. As she crested the edge, she grabbed Fuckpuppy's head and held her in place, feeling her sputter and cough against Sam's cunt. Her eyes water and her breath fades, **** to wait for her master to finish. And finish she did, loudly and roughly into the blonde slut's mouth. As if on cue, Fuckpuppy felt herself gushing between her legs as well.