“Let’s see how far you can go,” she whispers, a challenge laced with affection nestled in the undertones.

As she embodies that challenge, you feel her prosthetic settle against you, a reminder of her resilience. Her free hand finds its way to your core, guiding a toy that feels foreign yet impossibly right. The moment it enters, you moan her name, a sound more desperate than you intended, but in Sevika’s presence, vulnerability transforms into strength.

With each deliberate movement, she pushes deeper into you, a steady rhythm that matches the quickening beat of your heart. Her gaze stays locked on yours, a duality of fierce determination and tenderness that takes your breath away. You feel every thrust, every wave of pleasure that rushes over you, building to a crescendo that leaves you dizzy with sensation.