Snatch had a new girl. A perky girl. A girl so perky you'd think she had a piston jammed up her ass.
In fact, that's almost what she did have. It was called the Anal Stroker from on the, and it featured a piston-like up and down action in addition to the standard vibrator good buzz oscillations.
One day Satch found the Anal Stroker lying onthe counter. Sitting. Waiting. Its long, thin shaft an irresistable temptation to anal Eden. Satch tried to ignore it. He turned away. Turned his back on it. That's what he did.
That was his first mistake and, so far as his perky new girlfriend was concerned, his last mistake. When she pulled it from his backside, it spelled the end of their relationship. The end of the romance. The end of the love. But not the end of back end dildo delights. Not for Satch, anyhow. He bought his own Anal Stroker and did just waht that perky new girlfriend, all spit and anger and red-faced indignation, told him to do. He shoved it up his ass.