I just stared at him and said: ‘Wow’, without even thinking about it. Anal porn His answer was a simple: “Yep. A little exercise would probably help you to get sober again.”
“You just want to get me to take my clothes off”, it was meant to be a joke but he was actually 100% on point. I counted him down from three using hand signs and of he left, sprinting down the hallway in what can only be described as a straight line if one is very generous with the definition of the word ‘straight’. He scratched his head: “Hmm, how about you try to do the splits?” I used to be quite flexible when I was younger and the alcohol told me that surely I still was able to do splits so I jumped up and tried without even answering. Truth or dare?” Nothing more. Still I was only able to suppress my arousal by focusing on my body and the round, kneading movements of his hands rather than on my thoughts what those implied.
