“Welcome to Plaything Pleasures. Can I help you?”
Cheeks flushing, I pulled my hat down so the man at the counter couldn’t see my face and quickly walked into an aisle of dildos. “Um, no thank you,” I said, hoping that he didn’t recognize me.
I had driven three towns over to go to my first s*x shop. I needed a toy to use for tomorrow during class, really wanting to please Mr. Avery. I wanted something almost as big as him that I could stuff up inside me and ride—even after class was over.
Walking through the aisle, I stopped at the extra-large dildos that were basically, like, twice the size of any human d**k. They looked like they’d belong to a monster or alien or a creature from out of this world.
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