Dawn of a Golden Age

She gasps before her fingers reach, then linger over the phallic substitute once more. A slight tremor belays her excitement.
“It’s glorious Giambologna! Magnifico!”
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She gasps before her fingers reach, then linger over the phallic substitute once more. A slight tremor belays her excitement.
“It’s glorious Giambologna! Magnifico!”

She arches her back further tilting her head to look at me, pressing her moist flesh into my hand. “Give me a hand,” she says again, before subtly batting her lashes.