Of course it has occured to me that I do have a cock at my disposal and that I could go right ahead and use the sex toy the next time I masturbate. Th...t would put me out of my misery, and I could experience anal sex, or some form of it, for real instead of thinking about it constantly. But everytime I think about it, and come close to going to the bedroom and retiriving it from the hiding place, nerves kick in and I feel very hesitant. There is something rather intimidating about sex toys, in. Besides, getting that big sucker out of your studio would be impossible," she said.I nodded. "What are you going to do?"She grinned. "Use some yard space at Oscar's shop. As we speak, he's building a shed roof to protect the piece. I'll do all the forged pieces here and the cutting and welding there." That sounds workable," I said."Crating and shipping that monster will be a bearcat, Brent. I'm glad you made the pharmaceutical company responsible." We'll need to change the ceiling height on. I suggest we keep those sessions to once a fortnight or so. And to take place on a Friday. Saturday has too many distractions family wise for all of us. That would also make them a bit special when we do have one and it gives us all something to look forward to. I also think we need to spice them up a bit."Spice them up?"How so?" I asked. That little k** in the sweet shop felt like he'd just opened the biggest jar of wine gums ever listening to all this."Well," said Angie, licking her lips and. I glanced over from time to time and she was still giving me a show. I had to keep my concentration on packing.The toiletry bag was next. Trish slid off the bed and asked if I wanted more coffee. I said yes and she took my cup off the dresser. She headed to the kitchen. I watched her walk out of the room. This was the first time I'd ever seen her bare legs and damn she was sexy. I could definitely see why Jerry gets so worked up about her. If Tamara hadn't come into my life, I would probably be.