βYou married me~β he teased. Soon enough, it was time for him to go. Parting was terrible, but soon Dirk was busy enough with work that he could almost distract himself.
She might have done something incorrectly in her haste to make the toy, because she knew it was his finger, but it felt huge. He reached the base of the toy, making a noise as he pulled it out slowly.
He didnβt think heβd used too much, but he shrugged it off and bit his lip. He moved and pressed his tip to her entrance before pushing in with a gasp and a low grunt. It was tight.
Still warm from his fingers, which was cool. God, it was so wet. It almost felt exactly like Orielle.
"F...Fuck...~!" Orielle gasped, feeling him stretch her more than normal, "D...Dirk...~!!"
He felt so much bigger than normal, it was making her head spin. He panted, just savoring the feeling for a moment before he started slamming the toy down quickly.
She screamed in bliss, eyes crossing as she lost herself immediately in the pleasure.
How did this toy feel almost exactly like his wife? He must really miss her.
She had enough time to read it before she was sent spiralling again.
"Aw~! I miss you too baby~"
"F-Fuck~~ fuck, baby, harder~~ please, I want more~~" She gasped in ecstasy.
He bit his lip and slammed the toy down as hard and as fast as he possibly could, grunting and moaning lowly. It was hot, and he was sure he would have to apply more lube by now, but maybe he did use too much.
He moved faster and faster, before slamming down to the base and gasping. He wouldnβt get too many opportunities to use this, so he wanted to make it good.