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A Hard Choice | pony boy | 8

 

I have heard stories about women who go through their life never knowing what their clit is for. I picked a little four inch vibrator and hand it to Mrs Harris.

"Here you can borrow this to see if you like it. You turn it on full power and rub it against the little hood that covers your clit. Move it around until you find the spot that feels the best and then keep it there. You will know when your orgasm arrives."

At first she was going to refuse. But at the last moment took it in to her bedroom.

Ten minutes later I peeked through the keyhole.

Mrs Harris was naked on the bed. She had her legs spread wide open and one hand held her pussy open while the other held the vibrator against her clit. She was giving little gasps of pleasure as she gave herself orgasm after orgasm.

The noise from the vibrator started to slow down and I realized the battery was getting flat. They never last long at full power. I quickly moved away from the door and boiled the kettle.

As the kettle started whistling, Mrs walked out of the bedroom still naked holding the vibrator and asking if I had anymore batteries. She stood there naked her pussy open and leaking juices, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.

I just stood there for several seconds trying to decide what to do. Should I get her more batteries, a different toy, or should I just go down on her?

 

What should I do?


          Give her another toy

 
 
 

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