Your hands clasp my waist, holding me as I balance across your hips. My thighs are trembling, and the sensation of the hard, smooth shaft of the toy between my nether lips is sending continual waves of muted pleasure up along my spine, lapping at my senses and drowning any thoughts or doubts I might have in a comforting blanket of heat. Slowly, you allow one hand to drag up and cup my breast, and I can imagine your eyes following the sinuous curve of my stomach and chest, all the way up to my face as it points toward the wall. You have a pillow supporting your back, and I imagine you have to crane your neck to get a glimpse of my lips and the long, thick dildo that's jutting from its suction cup on the wall above your head. A glance down, drinking in every curve of my body as it unfolds for you, and a long gaze at the spot just above your cock where the second toy is resting, held in place by nothing but its several inches buried in my burning pussy. Then, the sensation of a hand reaching back to cup your shaft, the delicate fingers tugging you up past the wet lips to the tiny, slick muscle just behind it, my warm cheeks embracing your tip as I pull you up to nestle against my sphincter. The slow push of my body onto you, and the hard length of silicone cock on the other side of the thin wall as you slip inside, spearing open my asshole and sliding inside one turgid, gradual inch after the other.

A wanton moan above you, muffled by the dildo pushing against the back of my throat. One hand bracing myself on the wall, my entire frame shuddering as the sensation of fullness reaches its peak, speared and held by two hard cocks while your hands find my hips again and pull me down, gently but firmly forcing me to sink to the hilt onto both shafts at once. You are big, and I can barely contain myself as your shaft continues to expand and grow wider with every inch you push between my cheeks, stretching my slippery muscle and oozing your pearly pre-cum into my most hidden depths, all the while letting your every motion echo through the toy that rests against your groin. My mouth drags back across the dildo with a wet slurp, pausing to hold just the tip between my lips for a second before allowing myself to slide forward, rocking my hips up and feeling the twin shafts drag out of me with sensual slickness while my mouth and throat close around the long, flexible toy cock in front of me. No sooner have I sunk as far onto the oral treat as I can than you heft my hips again and pull me back down, raising your hips slightly to meet my descending ass with a soft clap. I moan and mewl, every hole I own drooling lust at this exuberant stuffing you are giving me, and I hear your voice from below me, a soft and amused growl that barely reaches me over the pounding of my lust-crazed pulse in my ears.

"Ride, girl..."

And I do, letting your grip on my hips and ass guide me back down onto your cock again and again, feeling the hole stretch and buzz with your repeated pounding into it, and my cunt drooling liquid lust onto your groin with every stroke, the slurping and schlorping of smooth shafts in wet holes growing to a triple concert of lewdness. A steady pace now, a heady ride of rutting myself mindlessly onto your glorious cock, and the press and swell of the fake cock pushing into my throat and drowning my moans in heady, gagging, panting gasps. Your hand, no longer required to help me keep pace, reaching up to cup a swaying breast, and then sliding up across my collar to wrap five strong fingers in a delicate grip around my throat, squeezing just enough that you can feel the thick shaft flexing and stretching my esophagus beneath your fingers.

Control. Not forced or coerced, but earned, given in earnest by a woman whose only thought is of fucking every one of her holes on top of you, whose body shakes and quivers with pleasure as she slides her tight asshole onto your cock. Your ass. Your throat. Your girl.

Yours.

Yours.

Only yours.