This, coupled with his ability to put his hand to almost any task, made him as close to a superman in my eyes as it’s possible to get.Not that I had the slightest intention of making a move on him, straight is straight as far as I’m concerned, and married with kids sends a pretty strong message. Did I leave my Magic Egg Masturbator & EdgeMaster on the kitchen table deliberately, or was it simply one of my increasingly dopey acts of forgetfulness that made me wonder if my sixty odd years were finally getting the better of me? Gay sex 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.
