I truly believe you love to gamble if you are willing to engage in backdoor activities. That was meant as an “Exit Only” hole. When you are putting things in an out hole, you are gambling with nature. How lucky are you feeling?
My good friend, Jude, was a gambling man. Him and his girlfriend, Mollie, had been dating for a little while. They liked to dabble in backdoor playtime. Jude forgot that it was a big gamble plugging it in from behind. He was on the couch with Mollie one night. Mollie was on all fours with him pounding away on her ass. It was all pleasure and fun until Jude caught a whiff of something. He wasn’t sure what he smelled, so he kept pile driving her from behind. Jude caught another smell of it. This time it took his breath away. It smelled like it was diarrhea. Oh God No! He looked down. Fack! Mollie had diarrhea all over him, his dick and her ass. Jude started dry heaving. He ran to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. Mollie was mortified. It was a way worse scene out of the movie ‘Hall Pass.’ Jude felt bad for her, but he wanted to bleach himself clean. A log would have been less foul than the splatter all over everyone.
Jude and Mollie went back to normal sex in her Miss Lucy for a little while. They attempted backdoor Betty once more before they decided to call it quits. I would assume that type of situation would put a damper on ones relationship. We joke and tell Jude his theme song is by Nicki Minaj called ‘Did it on Em.’ ::Shitted on ’em, put yo’ number two’s in the air if you did it on ’em::