Another night of trying and another disappointment. Milo and Viola made love yet again and although their bodies were made for each other, with every passing night the spirit had started to feel a bit distant. And yet her love made her cling to him, desire him even, however, even then, late at night, after everything was over and Milo was asleep, she sneaked into the bathroom attached to their room.
Taking the replica cock in her hand, she sat in the tub just staring at it clenched between her thighs. Its balls bigger than her man's dick were rubbing against her folds and the veiny shaft lay heavy on her stomach. Watching it rest on her belly, she imagined herself taking in inside of her again. It wouldn't be the first time that she would've used it, but every time she did, it still felt like she was a virgin losing her virginity to its girth.
