“Oh boy,” Samantha said as she hopped into my hands and presented her neck hole. It wriggled like the butt of a puppy. “Please don’t do that.” “I can’t help it. It does it by itself when I’m excited. You can put it as deep as you...” “Stop,” I said as I shoved this one into her. “Keep this one inside you. Can you control what you keep in and what you, uh, expel?” “Of course. That’s what kegels are for, Carl.”
