So we're sitting there, all cuddly and comfy on the couch, and he says to me:
"You know what I'm thinking about?"
Already I'm worried.
"No, what are you thinking about."
"How good these (squeezing my tits) would look with some nails through them."
O_o
Thanks Scott n Kaya.
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