Eating Cheetos and rubbing one out is tricky business, my fr.. (OnlyFans)

Eating Cheetos and rubbing one out is tricky business, my friends. Especially if they are flaming hot Cheetos. I'm just saying.

Someone sent me an order of about ten glass dildos. And they are outstanding, so much appreciated, whoever that was. I will debut them today and for many weeks to come. However, I unpacked them in my kitchen and left them on the counter to go do something else that came up. I kind of forgot about them and one of my neighbors came by and I invited them in. For some reason, we walked into the kitchen and when I saw the look on her face, I realized the mistake that I had made. There really is no walking a situation like this back, so you just have got to hit it head on. So I simply told her a friend sent me the entire collection as a gift. She said that must be some kind of friend. I asked her she had any herself. She said no, so I asked her she would like one. Again, she said no. Things got a bit weird but only because dildo's in my kitchen apparently made her uncomfortable. I was personally fine with the entire situation and if I walked into a friend's house that had dildos spread out all over the kitchen, I would start talking details about which ones were her favorites and why. But then again, that is just me. I'm kind of curious as to what conversation she had with her husband after she went home. I'm positive my neighbors will be hearing about this as well. I'm good with that. In fact, I'm happy about that part. I like that kind of attention and notoriety. Especially when I show up to like a neighborhood gathering and I can feel the tension in the air as the thoughts of my dildo collection run through their head. I kind of own them . I enjoy owning them that way.