I've heard stories, of course, but I thought those were tales drawn up by men boasting and lying about their achievements... But I'm seeing the evidence of their reality in person... I've tried the act of pleasure with my middle finger before, in the privacy of my own room, and while it felt pretty good, it was nothing like this. I've never felt anything so powerful that it would leave me in such a... ridiculous state.
My eyes dart back to the man, and I'm suddenly very aware of the reason why she's like that. I can see his dangling, girthy manhood dangling between his legs even with his back turned to me, and I swallow hard as the realization dawns on me. There's no way my dainty fingers could ever compare to that... that... monster.
