We haven’t actually used the new strap on we bought a couple weeks ago. Neither of us have ever used one and Blake’s a little nervous. She plans to pitch, and I to catch. So she’s been getting acquainted with our new purple toy. Using it as a stress ball, flailing it around, having it sit in bed with us. The other night I’m coming down the hall to my room and I hear,
“Baby… it’s stuck.”
I open the door and Blake is sitting in bed with the base of the dildo… on her forehead. “Uhhhh…”
She pulled it off with a little shriek (the same shriek she uses when she drops shell into the pan with the eggs). I just looked at her and burst into a fit of laughter, she tried to tell me to stop laughing at her, but she was laughing too.
A few minutes later, sitting in bed, she puts it on her forehead AGAIN!
“Oh no it’s stuck again!” she yelps and pulls it off, “oh… haha.”
“Alright, dildoface, maybe we should put it away for the night”
lololol awesome.
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