Glenine and Dawson's tongues dance, their bodies pressed tightly together. Glenine's hands roam, finding Dawson's mound and rubbing firmly. She slips a finger inside, feeling Dawson's heat. Dawson's breath hitches as Glenine adds another finger, fucking her slowly. Glenine reaches for the strap-on, her eyes locked with Dawson's. She slides it on, the silicone cock standing rigid. Dawson parts her legs, eager, as Glenine teases her entrance before pushing in, filling her completely.