Ya know, that reminds me of a story. I'd like to tell you about it.
One time before we got married, Michael and I were playing hide the cactus in my ass. As I reached for the magnifying glass to find my balls, he whispered into my huge jugears "I love your insatiable appetite for cock."
It's the leopard prints. And the insatiable appetite for liberty.
Ya know, that reminds me of a story. I'd like to tell you about it.
One time before we got married, Michael and I were playing hide the cactus in my ass. As I reached for the magnifying glass to find my balls, he whispered into my huge jugears "I love your insatiable appetite for cock."
True story.
Gross. You just ruined my snack with that vivid imagery.