I was laid up in a lovely little flat in Paris, desperately, depravedly horny and all alone. I started masturbating, and as I got hornier and hornier, I was dying to feel something inside me. I didn't bring any toys and didn't know what to do until I saw my unopened **** bottle sitting next to me on the bed, and... let's just say, my cunt pulsed on the neck of the bottle in throbs of extreme pleasure. I fucked myself with a **** bottle once, and I'd do it again.
