Samantha Enjoys Large Male Anatomy

“Come for me, toy,” he commands, his voice low and commanding. The water, once a source of relief, now mocks me, a reminder of my captivity. I whimper and squirm under his touch, unable to bear the sensation. I close my eyes, trying to calm my racing heart. My heart races as I watch him pick up a riding crop. “Please,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. Desperation fuels my creativity, and I decide to test its potential. I gasp as he slowly pushes into me, filling me completely. His fingers graze against my skin, teasing me with the promise of what’s to come. “Spread your legs wider, toy,” he commands. He sucks on my clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub. I arch my back, pushing my hips against him, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan.