That hand just knew what my clit needed and it gave it to me, over and over again. Tube8 On the Monday afternoon after I got back from the shops I was feeling a little lonely and horny. I awoke about an hour (I think) later and realised that I only had 1 golf ball still inside me. I was left virtually bottomless. I looked over to Ryan and saw a big smile and a big bulge. He nodded and I felt Gary’s fingers squeeze my clit. She didn’t look as if she knew what was going on. The tutu was beyond quick repair and Emma, and the alcohol that I’d consumed, persuaded me to stop trying to fix it and continue bottomless.
