imagine butch’s smirk on her lips. her hand presses harder into your ass as she lifts you again and slams you down on the strap with more force than before — punishingly deep — watching your face twist in pleasure-pain. your walls clench tightly around the silicone, you cry out helplessly and desperately, and when you try to take some breaths, she holds you down while thrusting upwards into you with obscenely wet squelches and tangles her free hand into your messy hair, not letting you move at all — just take what she gives you













