The Right Device For The Job

“Then reach in there and pull it out, Darleen!”

“I can't because it's in too deep, apparently when I inserted it I put it in stem first!”

Christ, How the hell did Darleen get to be the age she is? I went to the junk drawer and pulled it out to see what I had that could get the zucchini out of her. Routing around I came up with a fondue fork, a pickle picker and a very thin and long blade knife. Of all, I thought the pickle picker was going to be the best bet.

I took it out and turned to show it to Darleen, who apparently had never seen such a device before. “What the hell is that?” quickly followed by “You’re not putting that in my pussy!”

“Relax, Darleen, it’s no thicker than your finger is!” The look Darleen gave me almost made me burst out laughing. “What you can’t honestly expect me to believe you have never fingered your pussy before?”

I walked back to Darleen, getting her pinned against the edge of the table once more. The big difference was that her back was to the edge of the table. I spread her legs to give me better access to her pussy. At first glance I didn’t think Darleen was wet enough to get the zucchini to slide out even with my fingers, so I leaned in and started to tongue her pussy.

“Oh god you old pervert, you think that really going to get that zucchini out of my pussy?”

“God Darleen, all I’m trying to do is lubricate your inner walls so it will be easier for the zucchini to move when I pull it down!”

I went back to licking her pussy and Darleen couldn’t help but to begin to moan in pleasure.

Then she gave a shiver and told me, “Oh god Mr. Cartier you are so good at that since you’re not even trying to make me cum!”

Well I was about to say that I was going to try insert the pickle picker but there was no need to do so. I parted her pussy lips, it went in with ease and I gently sent it up her passage until I couldn’t go any further. Then I pulled back as I counted to three, then o pressed the inner wires to go out and when I thought it had gripped the zucchini I gently pulled the whole pickle picker back to me.

It must have been working for Darleen began to bite her lower lip as her eyes rolled up, showing me the whites of the bottom of her eyes. The Picker was back so that only the wider housing was still in her pussy. When Darleen cried out, “OH GOD YES MR. CARTIER JUST LIKE THAT!”

Then from behind us, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?”

Darleen did the rest pushing the pickle picker and the zucchini attached to it out onto the floor.

Then Colin exploded, “GOD DON’T THINK YOUR PUTTING THAT INTO THE SALAD OR THE SPAGHETTI SAUCE!’ then, “AND I DON’T EVEN WANT TO KNOW HOW THAT GOT IN YOUR PUSSY DARLEEN OR WHY YOU HAD ME DAD RETRIEVE IT FOR YOU!”