Once the greased tip of the roll-on cleared the sphincter muscle, the penetration became swift.

She pushed the fake cock into her butt until there was less than an inch protruding from her asshole.

The anus was gaping open, stretched taut, and was struggling hard to grip snugly at the base of the dildo.

She left just enough sticking out of her asshole for her to grip the base firmly with arched fingertips.

Tamara still had to concentrate to arch her fingers when she held on to things, so her fingernails wouldn't get in the way.

She had been a nail-biter for much of her childhood, and was very proud of her new womanly manicure.

But there were still times when she wanted to bite off all of her nails, just to make her more coordinated with her hands.

Tamara began to work the fake cock in and out of her asshole slowly, pulling it almost all the way out before thrusting it back inside.

Her cheeks puffed out as she gasped and her lips blustered noisily with the self-pleasure she received.

But the focus of her anal desire was in a spot so deep inside her bowels that the fake cock could not reach it.

She knew that she would need something longer and thicker than what she had to appease those urges.

She wanted the next cock that went up her ass to be humongous, hot and throbbing with real life.

The ass reaming she gave herself made the tension in her cunt only worse and she knew that it was time to get to the meat and potatoes of the masturbation session.

It was time to make herself orgasm blissfully.

She could tell that her mind was about to be boggled.

Tamara could tell that the joy she was about to give herself was going to be ten thousand times better than anything she had previously known.

Tamara pulled the roll-on out of her butt slowly, not wanting to make her sphincter muscle slam shut.