My Ideal Suction

Tommy Piston arrived home to find his faithful old vacuum cleaner sprawled on the floor. Making sure his spouse was out, he picked it up, not for tidying chores but to delight himself. He disassembled the vacuum's spout, reveling in the alluring sensation of suction on his manhood. Erect with pleasure, he penetrated its nozzle, relishing the merging of air pressure and pleasure. His wife's close pal, Lauren Phillips, unexpectedly barged in, catching him red-handed. Alarmed, he chucked the appliance aside and hid his modesty behind a cushion. Lauren was taken aback; such a spectacle was entirely new to her. Strangely intrigued, she showed no anger. Instead, she volunteered to finalize the pleasurable task Tommy had begun with the vacuum cleaner.