The blonde cleared her throat, which made Eloise jump. Being on an emotional high, cloud-nine, high-on-life sort of feeling always got her that way. Alone again, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was enough to make her hold back a shriek, straighten up suddenly, snap her legs closed, and pull the gooey dildo out of her pussy. They said nothing. That became a problem when the hand playing with her perky, flat chest slipped back down her svelte, toned body and started using a pair of fingers to rub furiously at the sensitive nub. The latch clicked shut with a metal-on-metal snap. Eloise let a little squeal of ecstasy squeak out from the corners of her pursed lips, unable to keep it in when she surprised herself with how much of the dildo she drove into herself.
