Monday, September 17, 2012

Trepidation

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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