About a year ago, my sister invited some family and friends to her house for a party held for our niece and nephew. They had graduated high school. So, a few friends my sister knows came. One had a purse hanging from her shoulder that i immediately ilked. It was black leather or vinyl. It has a gold hardware heart on the ring holding the strap on. I love feminine embellishments like that on purses. She set the purse behind sis' HDTV in the livingroom. I made a mental note of that. The people were coming in and out of the patio, but not super often. My mind started to think about the purse. I wanted to nail it badly!! I would just make sure nobody was in the room, grab the purse, and run it into the bathroom. I would lock the door, pull my pants down, and sit on the toilet seat. I would put a little hand lotion on the purse. I would lay back on the toilet and rub myself with the purse until i shot my wad on it. I would rub the spooge all over the purse. I would sit there, with the purse wet on my lap, and would enjoy the afterglow. Unfortunately, the moment never occured. I did not secure the guaranteed boink of her purse. It was still on the floor, behind sis' HDTV. The lady who owns it did not even go into the livingroom until hours later. I could have made sweet love to her purse for probably 2 hours if i wanted to. My shortcoming was complete.
I woulda sent my seed all over it, but got cold feet.