But I enjoyed my private adoration nonetheless, and any excuse to have him come around and fix something (anything!) was okay by me.So I was a little surprised when he moved aside a bundle of papers I’d been organising on the table and out rolled the aforementioned device. “What’s this?” he asked innocently, picking up the black rubber egg and examining it closely, causing me to almost drop the tray of tea things I was bringing to the table at that exact moment.Now I don’t know if you’re familiar with these appliances, so a quick description may be in order. Sliding a couple of fingers along the groove (where my cock had reposed only a short while beforehand), he noticed the buttons on the side and pressed one, instantly starting up the small motor at the tip of the egg which proceeded to massage his fingers in a pleasant and telling manner.The look on his face told me that the jig was up. Gay porn It’s egg shaped, about the size of a hand, made of semi-hard rubber and with a penis-sized trough on one side in which to insert one’s penis, naturally.
