My Crypting Dildo

My Crypting Dildo desperately searched for a stretchman that they sometimes put down their trousers. One might find this to be a peculiar exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a stretchman being the chosen item.

My Crypting Dildo desperately needed a set of lego that they would occasionally worship. It should have been a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Dildo, who feels that this idea is awesome. Who would have imagined, a set of lego is the item to opt for.

My Crypting Dildo desired a block of cheese that they liked to embrace. One might find this to be a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Dildo, who feels it was sublime. Bizarrely, a block of cheese being the item selected.

My Crypting Dildo wanted a chocolate bar that they would often worship. It was a surprising suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Dildo, who assumed it was wonderful. Remarkably, a chocolate bar was the chosen item.

My Crypting Dildo often carried a block of cheese that they sometimes experiment on. It would be a weird thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion it would be the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a block of cheese was the thing that was selected.

My Crypting Dildo owned a custard pie that they liked to put on his head. This might appear to be a fairly exciting approach to life, to some, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion it was out of this world. Honestly, a custard pie would be the thing that was chosen.