“You send someone here right away, do you hear me, or I’ll sue the ass of your pathetic little outfit you jerk.”
“OK, OK, ,” he replied, “We don’t usually offer a repair service but I’ll see if we have anyone available, do you have an address?”
“Of course I do you moron, you don’t think I live on a park bench do you?” she snapped, “Ah it apartment 3. Milf sex …”
Andy was round there in the hour. The best ever if she had sought it but all she wanted was to get the faulty monster to shrink so she could take it out. The polished aluminum end felt every bit as cold as she imagined as and eased the monster between her pussy lips. “I sincerely hope not,” Ellie replied. “Okey dokey, do you want a refund or a replacement unit?” he asked innocently.
