She'd amassed a bounty of equipment: dildos, vibrators, cuffs, whips, plugs, beads, and various other oddities — like the specialty pair of vibrating electric nipple clamps she'd stumbled upon on her last holiday out of the country — and all of them had added to her secretly adored stash. The dildos came in numerous shapes and sizes, ranging from the foot long Black Rock to the tiny purple Tipper. And the vibrators — well, Jennifer took great pride in those, each of them appropriate in different scenarios, depending on the strength of the vibe she needed. Originally, her stash fit under some knickers in a special wardrobe drawer. Soon though, it grew, because it seemed the longer she'd been away from sex, the hungrier she got for more toys. Buying them kept her warm and aching for more, and her collection now filled a small moving box in the back of her wardrobe.
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Toys
Teen FictionJennifer thought Daniel might be intimidated by her sex toy collection... he was anything but. Jennifer thought her toy collection was a little excessive, but she couldn't help herself.
