#334063 - Damn it was small. umm … private use, and, most important, gives me a shot at taking advantage of them! Her name was Hope, and when she came in she was this cute-as-a-bunny barista, her long blond hair in a tight braid down her back, complete with her little Starbucks outfit on. First I thought of it as the best damn strap-on anyone had ever used on me, but as she pushed me down to stroke it and suck it (I could find no flaw on it and it was totally hairless as well – actually, it was quite female like), I found it to be a true part of her, and every time that she gave a girly moan when I was able to bring it to it’s hard, full glory I could feel a twitter of excitement pass through me.