She pulls out an embroidered, studded dildo and prods it at her winking entrance. Slowly she slides it into herself, feeling the length of the toy stretch and flex her velvet walls. She was taking the time to enjoy the feeling of it gliding down her vagina and finally bottoming out against her cervix, kissing the end of the toy almost as if greeting an old friend. It was an involuntary response from having a phallus deep into her loins, though Maxi had no complaints. He sometimes had to keep himself from bottoming out and being caught by the opening to her womb or else he would be drained and dry, though if it weren't for her suckling cervix their daughter and son would have never been conceived.