When Gracie lastly saw her loving husband with balls for a beard, she knew it was the greatest day of her life. The way Billy gagged on the strange man’s rod made her lovely little muff quiver with excitement, and Billy’s protestations solely served to make Gracie poke the knob further down his face hole. No, this day was going to be Gracie’s day no matter what Billy wanted. She was intend to have her shlong and eat it, also; luckily her ally had brought enough for everybody!