"Oh you big clown! Quit fooling around."Oh you big clown! Quit fooling around." "What're you talking about, Hon?" "You stuck it in the wrong hole," Grace giggled. Kurt rolled over and took his reading glasses off the nightstand. Sure enough. He couldn't believe it. There was that nozzle protruding from the back end of Grace's slippery brown vulva, a full inch south the proper slot. Kurt was astounded, he'd never made that slip before. "Sorry, dear. I guess I just wasn't looking where I was going.' He pulled the plastic stem out and reinserted it into her pulsing asshole. "How's that?" "Bullseye," she crooned and indicated for him to start the flow. Kurt reached for the tubing and released the clamp. |