Low, Medium, and High

5/18/2012



            I was
already buzzing and had been for most of the morning.  My triple vibroballs, a trio of small, egg
shaped, plastic encased motors were rumbling inside me, on their lowest
setting, clattering and rattling against each other as they stimulated my
insides driving me toward orgasm.  In
fact, I’d already had one around seven thirty and I’m sure the sight of me