Do you wanna know what one of my hard limits is? Rimming. I can give it (while pulling a face like I’m sucking a lemon) but I cannot take it. Seriously, if the Fella’s tongue gets too close to my pucker I climb the wall backwards to get away from him. It’s not the sensation I dislike, though. I just can’t accept a tongue up or on my arse, it just ain’t happening. However, if it ain’t poking out of a mouth I’m definitely game. That’s why I opted to review the B-Vibe Rimming Butt Plug when MEO asked what I fancied.
Obviously, I had no expectations that it would feel anything like actual rimming. I still remember my first rabbit vibe. Noisy and a bit little bit like running a cheese grater over my pubic bone at certain angles. I kinda expected the same thing from this plug, but I still wanted to give it a go. How could I resist the thought of a remote-controlled spin dryer causing a ruckus in my tuchus? Continue reading “B-Vibe Rimming Butt Plug”