I like that top she has on.
I remember this from my childhood. The elastic elements of the straps were tightly wound metal coils/springs. Good luck getting your hair out of that after combing your head with the massage instrument.
I’m just imagining that sounds like hammer drill when it’s running.
“Howard! Are you touching yourself in there?!”
“n-no dear… Just a…ahhhh just a bit of the 'ole DIY, haha, y-you know”
I thought it was a grenade at first glance
My wife and I collected these old vibes for a while. We have one of these.
Is it as delightful as they say?
Jokes aside, this seems like an express trip to not being able to feel your hand
Maybe that’s the sensation she was trying to achieve?
Oh, it says, “Oster”; not, “Oyster”.
Oh so this is what meat proxy meant…
