Large hands in front of my face reached for the clasp of the skirt belt. His thighs were radiating heat, and I wanted to press myself to their muscles, seeking warmth and more of that soft, dense texture of his skin. And then the leather parted, and I sat back, notching the head of the toy inside of myself as I gaped at the cock in my face. It was not quite as thick as the bulb at the base of the dildo but certainly much larger than anything I'd navigated before. I wasn't sure I'd even be able to—
