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I stretched out on the sofa, legs spread wide, my glass dildo glistening before it even touched me. I was already dripping and desperate—and once I started sliding it in, there was no turning back. With every deep thrust, my moans grew louder and my body shook harder. I couldn’t stop—squirting over and over, soaking the cushions beneath me. My thighs were twitching, my hands were slippery, and the glass toy just kept working me deeper until I was completely soaked, panting and spent.