I was just reading up on "
AlwaysArousedGirl"'s blog when in stumbled across this one
After five minutes of frantic searching among the sheets, under the bed and in the corners of the room for the buttplug I’d been wearing as he fucked me half to death from behind, we were forced to admit that it was lost.
In me. The buttplug was lost in me.
“Do you want me to help you get it out?” he asked me gently.
Well I didn't laugh at it until the end when things cleared up for them, I've seen first hand dildoes and such disappear where the sun don't shine, and it aint funny looking at the prospect of going to the local E/R
But you got to hand it to the guy in this one, he really keeps his cool ;)
- Viking