Perhaps you might have your research and development team look into a vibrator that doesn't drain the batteries quite so quickly. Or maybe make one th...t will plug in. It's very frustrating to have a battery die on you right before you're done with it. I've also found that people at the store don't appreciate when you bring the vibrator with you in order to get the correct size battery. I know you understand though, don't you, Santa? There is nothing worse than getting home with the wrong size. .. I haven't...and... and I'm not planning to... I'm not that way"... and while you'restill stammering around... for another... even better answer... thesecond one is saying something else to you... "wail den.. Ceily... datmus' mean... dat yew steel uhh virgin... jest lack in dat movie...'Color Purple'"... and then before you can respond... He's asking you...another teensie wensie... tiny question... as the bad news... just keepson coming... asking you... "wail... iffen yew ain't nevuh been. . the taut sheen of his tightly-bound balls, the prominent underside ridge of his 8-inch tusk, his foreskinned tip half uncovered. I reached down and carefully collected his jutting shaft in my palm, letting it slide softly from base to tip ... enjoying its heft, hardness, and warmth.“Such a magnificent specimen,” I thought to myself, wistfully musing how it would feel to possess a cock equal to its grandeur.Pulling up on the leash his meaty stalk rose from my hand, only to fall back with an. This did NOT happen to me!It was a hot, summer day and me and my best friend, Wolf had the dreaded summer school. Wolf got his nickname 'cause for a teenager he had a very hairy chest and crotch! Yes I saw his crotch and penis quite a few times *wink*.....After school each day we were confronted by Jimmy the b**st....he would shove us, call us names and when girls walk by would yank our pants down showing the girls are well endowed underwear...we didn't mind that part but Wolf and I were gay!.