Becky gets the frappuccinos fucked out of her, generating one throbbing orgasm after another. I'm guessing the end result isn't too aesthetically pleasing. An hour of this is how things end up on the Arby's value menu.
Being 'open-minded' really came back to bite this guy in the frankenberries. Maybe next time inspect the bulge on the pensioner you contracted, and save the regret for a guy not genetically configured like Arnold Palmer? I'm here to help.
Some women require foreplay to get off. Others, Little Caesars 5 for $5.00. And then there's Jessica Carrboro aka The Crotch Vampire, who takes no less than a scoop of organic strawberry swirl to get moist. I say this with complete sincerity: You're not ready for her.