She hurts so good! I'd grown accustomed to Liv's slim, sleek lines, her satiny slide into my wet pussy meeting with no resistance whatsoever. I was so sorry when it became apparent that she would no longer hold a charge. But thanks to Christina at Tabu Toys, LELO Iris is here to save the day!
Unlike Liv, Iris has ridges, beautiful, sculptural ridges like the nascent petals on the outside of a rosebud, just beginning to distinguish themselves from the bud itself. Her shaft is shaped to bring you to gspot heaven. That in itself, along with the usual superior LELO materials, technology and manufacturing, would have been enough to earn Iris a place in my beside-the-bed toybag. But the ridges! Oh! The Ridges! They're sheer heaven. Achingly, blissfully hurts-so-good-I'm-screaming good, the ridges shine when Iris is thrust gently (I dare you to keep from ramming your cunt with this piece of genius) so that her head massages your gspot deeply, her petals tease your labia into a frenzy, and her base vibrates your clit to kingdom come.
That would be enough, but there's more. Iris has vibration patterns including continuous and a variety of pulsations coordinated from the base to the head that simulate intercourse smashingly. They sort of pick up on the natural vibrations of your pussy and riff with them, setting them off and hitting the high hat, so to speak. I've never felt anything like it. Since she arrived, Iris has been inside me every time I get down with my bad self. Instead of quenching that fire, her infernal ridges and irresistibly shaped shaft keep me coming back for more. I'm addicted. Irisaholics Anonymous, anyone?
Unlike Liv, Iris has ridges, beautiful, sculptural ridges like the nascent petals on the outside of a rosebud, just beginning to distinguish themselves from the bud itself. Her shaft is shaped to bring you to gspot heaven. That in itself, along with the usual superior LELO materials, technology and manufacturing, would have been enough to earn Iris a place in my beside-the-bed toybag. But the ridges! Oh! The Ridges! They're sheer heaven. Achingly, blissfully hurts-so-good-I'm-screaming good, the ridges shine when Iris is thrust gently (I dare you to keep from ramming your cunt with this piece of genius) so that her head massages your gspot deeply, her petals tease your labia into a frenzy, and her base vibrates your clit to kingdom come.
That would be enough, but there's more. Iris has vibration patterns including continuous and a variety of pulsations coordinated from the base to the head that simulate intercourse smashingly. They sort of pick up on the natural vibrations of your pussy and riff with them, setting them off and hitting the high hat, so to speak. I've never felt anything like it. Since she arrived, Iris has been inside me every time I get down with my bad self. Instead of quenching that fire, her infernal ridges and irresistibly shaped shaft keep me coming back for more. I'm addicted. Irisaholics Anonymous, anyone?
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