A DecisionChapter 2
Melinda must have been cramping, I decided, because she rolled off the bed for a minute. She returned shortly and the withdrawing the dildo trick began again. This time, something was different. The dildo felt different. It was wider. It wasn't the same hard plastic material as before. I must be one of those new silicone models I'd seen on the net. It felt different, but good once I adjusted to the new width. Melinda stroked shallow as my muscles stretched and she kept the motor off. Maybe...