Maria gulped as she heard this, her eyes darting nervously between Cassius and the strange objects he was unpacking.
"Toys? For adults?" She shook her head, genuinely confused. "But I've never seen any other adults around me have such things. I've never even seen anyone play with objects like this in my entire life."
Cassius chuckled, his fingers still lazily circling her clit. The sensation made her breath hitch even as she listened.
"That's because these toys aren't something you display openly, Maria." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "People keep them secret—hidden under beds, buried in wardrobes, locked in drawers where no one else can find them."
He rubbed her clit more deliberately, feeling how swollen and prominent it had become, standing out from its hood like a tiny pearl begging for attention.
"As for when they play with them..." He smiled. "That's usually late at night. When they're lonely."
