My Talented Dildo

My Talented Dildo craved for a little monkey that they would occasionally throw. It was considered to be an extraordinary idea, to you, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey was the thing that was opted for.

My Talented Dildo found a big sponge that they sometimes hug. It was an extraordinary proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Dildo, who expected that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a big sponge would be the chosen thing.

My Talented Dildo looked for a condom that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This is certainly a bizarre operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a condom was the chosen thing.

My Talented Dildo desperately searched for a bag of poop that they would occasionally sit and look at. This seems to be a fairly strange idea, to my dad, but not to the Dildo, who expected it would be breathtaking. Bizarrely, a bag of poop being the thing selected.

My Talented Dildo desperately desired a piece of paper to experiment on. It should have been a fairly unusual activity, to me and my children, but not to the Dildo, who considered it would be amazing. Strangely, a piece of paper of all things.

My Talented Dildo needed a bag of poop that they would often put on his head. It is considered to be an astonishing thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who assumed it would be exciting. Bizarrely, a bag of poop being the chosen thing.