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I've been sleeping with this chick for a few weeks, and things have gotten to the experimental stage. She's into anal beads so last night she whips out a bottle of lube and a strand of those big mardi gras beads. We're doing it doggy-style and she tells me to massage her "bad place" with the lube. Once it was nice and greasy, I started feeding the beads into her butt one at a time.
We started doing it doggy-style again, and as each of us got closer to climaxing she told me to pull the beads out. Only she didn't specify that I should pull them out S-L-O-W-L-Y. I give the string a yank and it was like rip-starting a lawnmower. I'm still trying to block out what happened next. Let's just say there was a loud noise, some poop, and a lot of anger involved. So much for our one and only experiment with butt love.
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