The thing was so huge, but Quinn took her time, sensitive to every little start of pain I made, conscious of my needs as well as her own. She was like that, always wanting control, but always willing to share the pleasure.
She opened me up, bit by bit, and soon I was taking full strokes. Slow ones, but I was taking them. My head spun from the stimulation as Quinn started to pick up the pace.
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