So yeah...thanks for pointing out that little plaid masterpiece. I would have texted you, but my phone turned into a snake and my pants crawled away somewhere by the time we finished round one. Absinthe is crazy shit. I hate the taste of licorice, but hey...the tail was AWESOME.
Mon DIEU! That was more than Absinthe! I think he slipped you an ecstasy chaser!
But I could tell from just the way he danced he was limber. Tell me what you remember! HARD CORE details! (Arthur still isn't back yet and I've been celibate 3 weeks!)
Okay, let's see...there was the bed, the shower, the table, and...OH! The balcony! This kid put those school girls to shame.
I remember the first blowjob on the bed and I remember knocking over a bunch of shit on the table before the tattoo on his back started to move and tried to eat me. Then we went onto the balcony outside and the swinging chair broke underneath us when he started getting too into it but it didn't stop a damned thing. That little piece of work was quite the screamer. After that my memory kind of blurs, and I don't even know how I managed to get back to your apartment.
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But I could tell from just the way he danced he was limber. Tell me what you remember! HARD CORE details! (Arthur still isn't back yet and I've been celibate 3 weeks!)
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Okay, let's see...there was the bed, the shower, the table, and...OH! The balcony! This kid put those school girls to shame.
I remember the first blowjob on the bed and I remember knocking over a bunch of shit on the table before the tattoo on his back started to move and tried to eat me. Then we went onto the balcony outside and the swinging chair broke underneath us when he started getting too into it but it didn't stop a damned thing. That little piece of work was quite the screamer. After that my memory kind of blurs, and I don't even know how I managed to get back to your apartment.
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