I have been on a quest for a long time to get all the Lelo toys. I know. I don’t need them. I don’t even use them particularly often. But I love them. The look, the feel, the boxes, the little charging cords… It’s an addiction, okay? I am almost there, though. So long as
Out of Sync
People are all spacey and smiley when they’re done playing or giggling and comparing bruises. My fantasies and needs run more toward a torture scene than “The Secretary”.




