As she lay back in bed, she shook her strap-on at me. I wanted to show Bianca just how devoted I can be. I knew exactly what she wanted of her fuck-pig, so I took her strap-on into my mouth, guiding it gently at first, then with more confidence. Sliding down its length, drawing in as much as I can. My hands wrapped around the base to hold it steady. With each slow, deliberate motion I make, I’m proving how much I need to please you—how every inch fills me with anticipation. I’ll keep giving you this offering until you decide I’ve earned your praise.