Delirando
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9: An obscene sound
🕑 Added 2025-02-20 18:49:55 +0000 UTCI spent the whole night playing with my p*ssy, trying to relieve the itch that wouldn’t leave me alone. It was useless. In the end, I had to insert the d*ldo. It was still there, buried deep in my p*ssy, and with every small movement, a strange mix of relief and discomfort spread through my stomach. It was as if the muscle trembled beneath the skin, resisting the release completely.
In the morning, I got ready to go to the market. It was the day. And yet, nothing had arrived. What kind of product did I buy? A simple scam? I put on tight clothes before leaving, feeling the need for the fabric to press against my body. I needed to feel my muscles to remind myself they were still there, strong and firm.
The market was packed. I walked through the aisles, picking out what I needed for dinner, trying to ignore the persistent discomfort in my p*ssy. And then, it happened. A sudden pull. An emptiness. A wet, almost obscene sound. I looked down. The d*lso was no longer in my p*ssy. But that wasn’t the worst part. A trail of viscous liquid dripped down my legs, soaking through the tight fabric of my shorts. People stared. My ears burned. With a swallowed curse, I turned and rushed out of the market as fast as possible.
Comments
Edd
hell yeah man same 🤤
Kev
Iv been to the supermarket in the past, caged and plugged, the plug I had been wearing all day and would push it out till it would press against my boxers, then suck it back in, I could swear the more I did it the more I wanted to go down the vegetable isle and get a big 🍆 and push it into my gaping hole in the store toilets and carry on with the shop
