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A Sexy... Home?

Lambos, Ferraris, Bugattis, men love having horse power, but what do women and non car obsessed men love? What says sexy to them?

I don't know about you, but when I'm having fun in the bedroom, hydration is key and having this gorgeous sleek nighstand/mini fridge is great for keeping extra sensory stimulation tools on hand... (Hot hint: plain yogurt for a woman's intimate area helps keep her healthy and ready for action!) Knowing a man wants to take care of me in every special sexy thoughtful way definitely revs my engine!

Of course the bedroom isn't the first place a woman or man takes notice. Whether you are heating things up on the couch and want to impress by 'pulling out' a sparkling champagne or you find a sexy hottie who loves to cook, these are are ready to tempt and entice anyone to want to spend more time in your crib babying you. 


Do you need or want to baby her too? As a woman who gets cold easy I love it when a man notices and whips out a blanket throwing it over me. Is there anything better than being covered in 100% pure mulberry silk? Just the sensual feel of it landing on my skin, makes me want to take off ALL my clothes so I can feel its smooth luxury sliding and slipping over every inch of me.

Add in some unique atmosphere that expresses who you are to make the experience with you absolutely unforgettable. Whether you are a white knight, a dark prince,


Your special someone won't be able to think of anything else but how you're the person who makes their knees weak and fills their belly with butterflies.

Want to make things even hotter? Want to make whomever you have at your crib unable to keep her/his hands off you? Or do you just want an extra boost to your appeal every where you go, just to help you get that special someone to cum home with you? 


Of course once you've gotten everything to make your home a den of iniquity or a place of heavenly delights, you want to protect it and save yourself some cash. 














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