假肉棒初体验 室友总在自慰时出房间 黑化20%

So my 假肉棒初体验 was way more intense than I ever expected, and the fact that my roommate kept loudly leaving the room every single time I started touching myself just made this whole thing feel dirtier and more secretive than it should’ve been. I remember lying back on my bed with the door barely cracked, hearing her footsteps retreat down the hall, and that awkward silence afterward that somehow got me even more worked up. I had the lube all warmed up in my hand, and as I guided that silicone tip against my folds, this shiver ran straight up my spine because it was so much thicker than my fingers, filling me up in a way that made my breath hitch. I had to take it achingly slow, pumping it in and out while my other hand worked my clit in tight little circles, and I could feel my thighs trembling, that building pressure right at the edge, but I purposely held back, dragging it out because the tension of knowing she might come back any second made every thrust feel electric and forbidden.