My Fucking Dildo

My Fucking Dildo always had with them a helmet that they would often put up their bum. It should have been a fairly peculiar undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Dildo, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a helmet was the thing that was opted for.

My Fucking Dildo desperately craved for a pint of cider that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It would be a fairly extraordinary idea, to my grandma, but not to the Dildo, who thought that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider would be the thing that was opted for.

My Fucking Dildo desperately wanted a porno magazine that they liked to eat. This seems a bizarre operation, to my mum, but not to the Dildo, who felt it was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a porno magazine would be the thing that was chosen.

My Fucking Dildo searched for a cucumber that they would often embrace. It should be a fairly different action, to my neighbour, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion it was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber being the thing selected.

My Fucking Dildo desperately craved for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally break. It should have been a bizarre suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dildo, who feels that the idea was fun. Strangely, a bottle of wine being the chosen thing.

My Fucking Dildo needed a sword that they would sometimes embrace. It is a fairly exciting operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Dildo, who feels that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a sword being the item opted for.