Not enough

Cocks just don’t cut it for me. They’re not hard or long enough, and most guys tap out before I even get close. That’s why I swapped them for a baseball bat. Cold aluminum, perfect grip, and it hits every spot like it owns the place. I lie back, legs spread wide, teasing myself until I’m soaked. Then I ease the fat end in, inch by inch, stretching myself open while the burn turns into a rush. Every thrust punches deeper, rough and steady, until I’m shaking and moaning loud enough to wake the neighbors. The bat stays rock-hard the whole time, no mercy, and I ride it until my thighs tremble and my cunt clamps down hard. Solo, raw, loud, and exactly what I need.