Satoshi dawdled upstairs, but only a little. As much as he liked the idea of leaving Yukiko helplessly exposed, he wanted to play with her just as badly. He'd gone upstairs to retrieve Yukiko's favorite toy: a hitachi wand. One of the nicer ones, with many adjustable settings and changeable heads, with a powerful rechargeable battery to allow for more maneuverability.
Back downstairs, Satoshi comes up behind Yukiko and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her body against his. It provides the barest amount of relief to her calves with him supporting some of her weight.
"I've got your favorite," he said, bringing the wand up in front of her for her to see. The silicone head had a curved protrusion, made for stimulating very specific places, the inside of the curve was covered in dozens of little nubs.
"Why don't you give it a kiss and get it wet?" The wand was held up to Yukiko's mouth and touched to her lips, his suggestion more of a command.
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Back downstairs, Satoshi comes up behind Yukiko and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her body against his. It provides the barest amount of relief to her calves with him supporting some of her weight.
"I've got your favorite," he said, bringing the wand up in front of her for her to see. The silicone head had a curved protrusion, made for stimulating very specific places, the inside of the curve was covered in dozens of little nubs.
"Why don't you give it a kiss and get it wet?" The wand was held up to Yukiko's mouth and touched to her lips, his suggestion more of a command.