#338495 - She quickly rinsed her mouth and splashed some water on her face before wandering into the kitchen glancing at the microwave clock to check the time before refilling the sink to attend to the dishes she was distracted from earlier. There was a little resistance and she bit her lip as she stretched to accommodate the plug but that was apparently its widest point as the weight of it shifted from pressing against the outside of her body to suddenly being enveloped by her, the cold chunk of metal sitting snugly in her colon, her sphincter twitching around the thin stem keeping it from fully closing. There was rapidly cooling semen just everywhere down her front, clinging to her breast and making a trail down the midline of her flat belly.
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