I've never looked back since getting mine. Just be sure to have plenty of water based lube available. I've also got a couple of different inserts - it's quite nice to have a change from time to time as well - A bit like changing partners.
I always roffle when old, old old men come in and buy "pink butts". That's literally what they're called, the anal ones. "Pink butts." But really, $75 to beat off?
I haven't tried it, so I'm not going to knock it. However, I just love the feel and sight of my cock in my hand. Not sure if I'd want something in the way. If you gave me one, I'd try it, of course.
I've had a chance to try it out a couple of times and this thing is the shit. I've always been curious and it was totally worth it. I'll probably eventually even get some more inserts for it. I know lots of women who drop lots of $$ on toys so it's not that odd of a concept for me. I'd recommend it if you get a chance.
My wife has certainly spent more than 75 on toys, but that seems like a lot. And if I didn't have the real thing available, I'd definitely be more inclined to buy one. I've fucked a few objects in my day, and cum on and into various things. Whatever gets you off.
whatever happened to the good ol' yellow dish-washing gloves that have the textures.. Heck them gloves are 99cents... and after your done whacking off, you can do the dishes..
Ha ha. I used those when I was a teenager. I remember, not long after I started jerking off, spying those in the laundry room. As soon as I had chance I went to town on them. It kind of creeped me out when I saw mom wearing them, though. In those days, I'd look around the house for things to fuck. I was that horny.
I know how that is, being young and trying to fuck stuff. I even tried vases when I was like 13 but alas... It was a no go. But yeah I like how on the site you can build your own with different beads inside and all that. I plan on getting one when I stop spending my money on beer and pot.
Ha ha. Yeah. When I was a kid -- this is 90's, no internet at our house yet -- I was reading Penthouse, and there was a letter from some guy who said he fucked a cantaloupe. Well, I thought, that's pretty weird. Then one day, I see a cantaloupe on the counter and thought, why not give it a try? So, I cut a whole in it and went nuts. When I was through, I felt pretty embarrassed with myself, despite the fact it felt pretty darned good. And of course, I had to get rid of the damned thing. Later my mom asked, hey what happened to the cantaloupe? For the most part, when I got laid I quit going to such extremes. But I swear, I can't eat cantaloupe without thinking of that.