It's been a long 7-weeks of not being able to have any gag in my mouth and I was ready! More than ready, in fact. I couldn't wait to have a nice ball in my mouth again and for the occasion, Martin let me choose which one I wanted. I went for the pink ball. The one that's not too big and not too small. The one that fits perfectly inside my mouth and in between my lips. The one where when I open my mouth wide while Martin is just about to shoot his load on the ball, there's just enough space around it to allow for his juices to spill inside and coat my tongue. I did the honors of buckling the... Show more