She saw the drained post orgasmic look on his befuddled face for a minute. Then she heard his bowels rumble and the panicked look flash on his face. She knew better then to get in his way this time and quickly made way for him, as he struggled up from the bed.
She called out to him as he shuffled past her, “Sit on the toilet before you pull the plug.”
She chuckled to herself as he awkwardly walked to the bathroom, holding his stomach with his hands, and clenching his butt cheeks together, to keep the plug from escaping. She sat on the bed and listened as his muffled curses sounded in the bathroom. She figured he was removing the butt plug and then she heard another explosive sound as water hit water in gushes and his huge sigh of relief.
When he came out of the bathroom about 10 minutes later, she was still waiting on him and asked, “You feeling better, hon?”
He grinned from ear to ear and answered her, “Baby, I don’t know which was better, that fantastic, mind blowing orgasm you gave me, with your distraction technique, or that magnificent shit I just took.”
She busted out laughing and was already planning the next step in fulfilling her fantasy.