Wicked Wednesday: Hugs and plugs

Claire seemed to look inside herself, while she considered. “It was okay. No, sometimes it felt perfect: just right. You know, not most of the time. They were just boys. But sometimes it just reached into me. Still, once I’d had vaginal, I, um, never looked back.”

“Maddie. The buttplug. Medium one. Get it out and lube it, please.”

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