My Pink Bullet

I am so gross...but I really couldn't give a fuck! Anyhoo, last night I went out to the Erotic Warehouse in the West Loop to search for a small vibrator. I own a few large dildos, and other gadgets. But since I am staying with someone, I have to be discreet in my masterbation sessions. So I decided that it was time to get something miniture that I could throw in my Louie bag, and get to stepping. After spending three minutes deciding if I wanted the bondage tape, I saw it. My baby. She was carefully wrapped in a plastic pouch that read: The O Bullet. My eyes glistened, and I showed my ex. Its pink. This is the one. I want it! I purchased my baby, and told the clerk to keep the bag. I am green nowadays. I kept staring at it, pushing the button...feeling the vibration.
So of course I had to try this baby out. I hate internet porn, but I have no movies...remember the previous post. Keep up. After going on BangBros.com, and a few orgasms, I was worn out from the power that this tiny thing packed. Whew!
And another thing...before anybody judge me, people say safe sex is no sex. I say, safe sex, is sex with yourself. Peace!