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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