I still see you as sixteen-years-old half the time
Women don't reach their sexual peak until their forties. So I'm halfway there. My intentions aren't malicious, so please don't hold me responsible for what transpires in the next couple of hours. It's just that the two of you have explicit tattoos and perverted mustaches, all of which manifest into a fantasy that is unfit for words. If I can't scream, I orgasm through my limbs like a tempter tantrum. Your friends, your father, they were there and they heard everything. The only difference is the decade that exists between each of you. Unfortunately, I don't act my age.