Monday, January 19, 2015

What is this mystery puddle?

Him, accusingly:  Look at this!  What's this big puddle here?

Me, looking over at his side of the bed, puzzled:  I don't know, my bits weren't even over there.

Him:  I think it is your drool.

Me:  Oh, yeah, that could be. 

Ah, good times with face fucking.  I think I drool more when my nose is plugged up.

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