Once upon a time I had sex options. I lived in a town in which fine-honed cynicism and snappy references to Derrida could get one laid. No more. Now I reside in an ultra-bourgeois California beach community in which the key to a flourishing sex life is (or seems to be) studied middle class vapidity, a good tan and really well-defined abdominal muscles. I say "seems to be" because whatever it is, I have yet to master it. For the first time in well over a decade, I have no sex options.
Lucky thing then I was given this Fleshlike Vagina to review. The Fleshlike is indeed fleshlike, especially when doused with some choice lubricant, and can be souped up to vibrate with a couple of AA batteries. I always prefer the vaginas which are fleshlike. Fleshlike is good when it comes to vaginas. I've always said that. Oh God.