The night with the dildo did it. I thought about it all day at work and by the time I got in the car to drive home I wanted to see it for real. Well, I was pretty sure I did, but by the time I walked in the front door I was already having second thoughts. I wanted to do it, but then I didn’t. Besides, I didn’t know how. The mechanics of it were simple enough, ‘put hard d**k in p***y and move it back and forth’ but how did you go about finding the hard d**k and keeping it quiet? How did you keep the people in town from learning your business and then pointing fingers at you and calling you degenerate perverts? I didn’t want the guys at work talking about me and Penny the way they talked about Steve and Marsha. Besides talking among themselves who else did they talk to about it and who did t
