by Dihdaniel September 26, 2025

A dildo is aiming that mollie Jeffrey’s uses everyday all day 24 fucking hours she’s my fucking crazy bestie I love her tho (fw) yasss
by Exploding dolphins123 February 10, 2019

by Mudonna August 23, 2021

by Robloxain August 15, 2021

A modern, sex-positive man who embraces vulnerability and rejects toxic masculinity. Open, confident, and comfortable with pleasure and emotional honesty.
by Tomkhek May 24, 2025

The 3 eyed dildo is very expensive if you spent all your money on donating to Belle Delphine's OnlyFans spending almost £40 just to look at naked gamer girl pictures.
Leah: Hey girrrrl, you heard about that 3 Eyed Dildo? I might ask my boyfriend to get me one or i can just take his phone and use his card so he think's he lost his phone and it went under the bed. Well who cares if it's the same as every dildo at least I can show off!
by animelover69drinkinwine September 26, 2020

Aunt Enya stood by her husband's casket, tears cascading down her grief-stricken face as the wails of the women in the family filled the room. The air was heavy with sorrow, the weight of loss palpable in the mournful atmosphere.
Amidst the sorrow, a whispered secret emerged, passed down through generations - the ancient family "funeral dildo." Shock and disbelief clouded Enya's eyes as the women, consumed by grief, revealed the taboo object. In their shared pain, they sought solace in the forbidden comfort it offered.
One by one, the women took turns, finding a bittersweet release in their shared act of defiance against death's cruel grip. Enya watched, her heart heavy with a mix of shock and understanding. Even Nana Val, her frail body confined to a Victorian wheelchair, found temporary respite from her own suffering. As the night wore on, the echoes of grief softened, replaced by a fragile sense of peace.
In that moment, amongst the tears and whispered confessions, Aunt Enya found a glimmer of hope in the midst of her despair. The mourning dildo, with its taboo allure, had woven a strange tapestry of healing through the tangled threads of grief, binding the women together in a shared, sacred moment of release.
Amidst the sorrow, a whispered secret emerged, passed down through generations - the ancient family "funeral dildo." Shock and disbelief clouded Enya's eyes as the women, consumed by grief, revealed the taboo object. In their shared pain, they sought solace in the forbidden comfort it offered.
One by one, the women took turns, finding a bittersweet release in their shared act of defiance against death's cruel grip. Enya watched, her heart heavy with a mix of shock and understanding. Even Nana Val, her frail body confined to a Victorian wheelchair, found temporary respite from her own suffering. As the night wore on, the echoes of grief softened, replaced by a fragile sense of peace.
In that moment, amongst the tears and whispered confessions, Aunt Enya found a glimmer of hope in the midst of her despair. The mourning dildo, with its taboo allure, had woven a strange tapestry of healing through the tangled threads of grief, binding the women together in a shared, sacred moment of release.
by sad grandma November 22, 2024
