S*x Toy Designer (1v1) - Chapter 40
Chi Zaozao hesitated while undressing, her movements sluggish. Impatient and already irritated, Xie Jingyao yanked open the booth’s door.
“Xie… Master…” Caught off-guard, she fumbled over his name, her half-removed trousers dropping to the floor.
He pulled her from the tangled trousers, stripped her panties, and laid her on the bed.
The toy pressed against her cl_toris, unprimed and unswollen, but he found it instantly.
The toy hummed to life. She gasped softly.
Suction toys were often underwhelming, a weaker feature among their products. This one felt similar to others, she noted as it started.
The lowest setting, as the report said, lacked impact and was too loud for the quiet room.
After two minutes, he pulled it away, jotted notes, then switched to the medium setting, pressing it to her cl_toris.
It offered more stimulation, but for her, it fell short.
She reached to touch herself, but his sharp glance stopped her.
“What do you feel? Speak up,” he demanded, sensing the toy’s flaws.
“Not enough stimulation. I’d do better myself…” she murmured. “Suction toys struggle to mimic a mouth’s softness or sucking strength. Even with a simulated tongue, it’s lacking…”
He nodded, his other hand moving to her p_ussy’s entrance.
Already wet from the toy, it welcomed his finger as he probed inside.
“Mmm…” Her p_ussy gripped his finger, urging it deeper.
He lingered at the entrance, rubbing back and forth.
“Master… come inside…” Her p_ussy softened, begging for more.
He withdrew his finger, stopped the toy, and noted something down.
The highest setting activated, delivering intense stimulation.
“Ah!” She cried out instantly, the force stronger, almost aggressive.
Her cl_toris was enveloped, tugged within the toy’s small mouth.
Her fingers curled, body arching.
He squinted, studying her reactions.
“Mmph…” She wanted him to stop, yet craved more.
“Please… Master… your s_ave… wants…” Her eyes glazed, the emptiness in her p_ussy growing with the clitoral stimulation. She writhed, needing more.
He slid two fingers into her p_ussy, sinking to the knuckles.
Ar_usal gushed out, but she wasn’t sated. “Deeper… Master… please…”
He smirked, adding another finger, fully entering, brushing a textured fold.