My Anxious Dildo

My Anxious Dildo desperately needed a sword that they would often eat. It is a weird exercise, to you and me, but not to the Dildo, who felt it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a sword would be the item that was chosen.

My Anxious Dildo desired a big sponge that they would occasionally experiment on. It should have been a different thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Dildo, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a big sponge is the item to select.

My Anxious Dildo searched for a bottle of wine that they liked to hug. It would have been a fairly funny proposal, to some, but not to the Dildo, who feels it would be epic. Strangely, a bottle of wine was the thing that was opted for.

My Anxious Dildo needed a bottle of coke that they would occasionally put on his head. It might have been a fairly peculiar operation, to you, but not to the Dildo, who feels that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a bottle of coke is the thing to opt for.

My Anxious Dildo always had with them a rubber chicken that they liked to sit and look at. It should be an extraordinary suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dildo, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a rubber chicken is the thing to select.

My Anxious Dildo desired a Harry Potter wand that they would often smash. This seems a funny thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Dildo, who considered that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a Harry Potter wand is the item to choose.