🦇 POV: You’re standing behind me, and the first thing you see is my back arching as I fight to sink down on my new toy. It’s too big every push makes my body jolt, my thighs shaking as I whimper and curse into the pillow. You watch my hips rock back, trying again and again to take more, the slick sounds and my broken moans filling the room. I dig my nails into the pillow, gasping when the stretch feels almost unbearable, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. ‘F… it’s huge…’* I groan over my shoulder, giving you that messy little smile. ‘And you’re just gonna stand there and watch?’”**

“From your view, heaven at the same time my body struggling, opening wider with every bounce, the toy disappearing deeper with each shaky thrust. Wetness drips down the pillow, my ass lifting and slamming back down, relentless even when my breath hitches and my voice cracks. ‘God… it’s splitting me open,’ I moan, tears threatening at the corners of my eyes, hips rolling like I’m addicted to the ache. And through it all, I keep glancing back, hair wild, smirk dark, daring you to move closer daring you to do more than just watch.”