Chapter 82
~I will give you what you want~
Ruby had his hand beneath the duvet, as he stroked his penis and helped to keep an erection while he watched at Opula’s love making on the Skype.
“Ouch hmmm,” she moaned. Twisting her neck and parting her legs wide enough as though the dildo had less room within her beefy thighs. She had sighed, and turned on the vibrator once she pulled out the dildo out of her vagina. “Oh shit!” she had moaned and brought the vibrator on her vagina lips. It hurt and burnt her, which was evident in her frown and sigh. But she wasn’t at the edge of climax. She peered down her thighs and saw her precum trickling down her thighs as tears going down the cheeks of a crying baby.
“Oh—yeah –“ she thought she could keep still and fight back her moan for once but the vibrator was proving itself across her well shaven vagina.
Suddenly she forgot the pain Ruby inflicted on her vagina the other day and it was same vagina that was driving her naught and convincing her to believe vibrators were better than numerous penis dangling between the legs of many men out there.
Ruby steadied his gaze and stroked his penis hard enough that he imagined the vibratory was his shaft. He pouted his lips gently opened his mouth as his shaft became so hard that he argued if he would survive tonight without a vagina swallowing it for some minutes.
“Uh ---oh---my ---“ Opula shook her head, punched into the bed with sweetness and stuttered. “Oh,, hmmm –yeah oh shhh.” She tried to keep her hand firmly between her thighs as the vibrator swept into her juicy vagina lips that was already wetting the bed spread. “O---oh ---yeah Ruby fuck that shit…” she gritted and raised her legs while she lay back in bed squeezed and dragged the bedspread to her teeth and bit them annoying ly.
Ruby brought his phone closer to his face as though the next line of action waiting for him was to jump into the scene as soon as the phone opened for him. He watched closely, zoomed on her vagina and saw how it breathed with wetness and colorless precum gathering around the clitoris, as much of it rolled through her thighs to the bedspread.
“Oh …yeah …oh cushy…oops…ah!” Opula kept at her moan, slapping into the bed, and biting the bed spread harder.
Just then her legs trembled repeatedly in the air, before a furious splash of cum shot from her vagina as water from the nozzle of a shower.
“Oh I love that squirt,” Ruby encouraged her and stroked on his penis even harder when his ejaculation delayed.
She had stopped moaning. The vibrator had fallen off her hand and she lay carelessly in bed without any enthusiasm of doing anything again. She struggled with her breath, felt her thighs rub against each other and being separated by just that slippery layer of her cum. She had never felt such climax in her entire life and she couldn’t wait to eulogize Ruby for such idea. For the task ahead she needed something more intimate than few minutes lovemaking that couldn’t make her squirt.
“Hello, baby.” Ruby called “Hello baby, are you there? Baby” he kept calling without getting a response
Opula had slept off.
***
At dawn Opula was up, energetic and full of moves for her mission. Her gaze came upon the wall clock.
“Oh my goose!” she exclaimed and rolled out of the bed. The time was eight past and her appointment with Ziu struck in her head.
She peered at her thighs and saw how her cum plastered down to her knees and the bedspread looking unkempt already . She appeared at her phone and dialed the laundry.
“A change of bed spread before night falls today. Thank you,” she ordered, stretched her body and looked in the mirror.
Her glare came upon the dildo and vibrator on the bed and she smiled at them. “Thank you for yesterday night, guys, you were far too kind.” She appreciated and her face glittered with chuckles before she stroked her breasts, and said, “Ziu hope you are ready for me. I am going to give you what you need just to make sure I bring you down to nothing. The poorest Chinese on the street will be far better than you by the time I am done unleashing my plans on you.” She said reached to her handbag fondled into it brought out a pack of condom and tossed it into the trash. Smacking her lips she said, “Change of plan.”
The splashing of water from the shower had started off noisily; she had started washing herself in the warm water.
Change of plan; it kept repeating in her head as she washed on. She knew the task ahead needed skill and wisdom and she was ready to exhaust hers if need be…
Something was about to happen…