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Happy Easter everyone!  How it got to be the day that it is I have no clue.  Oversized creepy fluffy bunnies and zombies.  Is what it is.  Anyway, so take a look at this picture, it's a happy Easter photo, family friendly.  What?  A bag of dildos?  Nope, plastic eggs.  Take a second look and get your mind out of the gutter... which is where it belongs but I feel obligated to say that with this photo.


Next photos... which are not so family friendly which is definitely more our speed.  My battery died.  Just after I got things going pretty good, they up and died.  So now I’m stuck to fingering myself like a cave woman.  What kind of shit is that?  So, I thought, the remote for the TV has batteries, I’ll use those.  Back up bitch.  It’s a rechargeable battery that you can’t just swap out.  Motherfucker!  So, essentially, for all general purposes, my vibrator is now nothing more than a shitty dildo.  So, now I have to plug in my vibrator, wait an hour, and then get back to business.  Look, once you go mechanical, it's hard to go back to the manual/finger method.  As you can see from picture number 4... my box is demanding attention!


So, if you live in an old house you find out quickly that plaster holds the suction cup of your favorite dildo pretty damn good.  A little to good in fact.  Anyone any good at drywalling?


Someone asked me if anyone every found my dildos.  Everyone found my dildos in one place or another.  Family, friends, strangers, they have all come across my plastic meat rockets sooner or later.  One ex boyfriend got into my plastic container bin that I keep them in.  Yes, I have so many that I have a large storage bin full of them.  He confided that after finding it he was starting to adequacy issues.  I certainly am not going to get rid of them so people feel better about the size of their penis.  That's why I keep such large ones.  Because finding the size of a real penis to match the dildos is virtually impossible.  Why do I like them so big?  I don't know.  I don't like them that big all of the time.  I have to be in the mood.  The massive stretched feeling is somewhat indescribable.  It's a powerful feeling to be able to slowly stretch to the size of that 7 inch around plastic cock and then slip it in my guts another 10 inches.  The best part is not actually the cum, its the stretched out and destroyed feeling afterwards.  My pussy feels so, I don't know, used I guess.  I like fucking guys afterwards, barely even knowing they are inside me.  Gives me a feeling of power over them.  What does all this actually mean?  Who knows, I just know it turns me on to to point of making my cunt drool.  Anyway, I need to check on my vibrator and see if it has enough charge to finish the job so I will check in afterwards!  Hopefully with good news.  Better be good news.  My cunt is angry.  You don't want my cunt to be angry.  Just saying.


Love ya
Brooke

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