Like every tale worth telling, this one is about a girl. (I just watched "Spider-Man" again last night. So sue me.) And I haven't even mentioned the g...rl yet.Plus, I have to tell you how I finally got Dick off my back, and got my own dick back. I first saw her in this very coffee shop, as a matter of fact. Right over there. She breezed in looking for a phone book.Like with every female I encounter, my subconscious Lust Diagnostic ran and issued a summary profile.She was in her early. She moaned with pleasure as he penetrated her. Both Josh and Tabitha thought it was better than they expected. They slowly settled into a rhythm and met each other in pace and thrust. Josh’s hands roamed her body. His fingers played with her nipples and grazed her clit. His tanned, muscular hands were a contrast to her creamy, soft skin. It was a beautifully artistic photo. Brent continued to circle around them, taking every photo he could think of. He knew this was probably the only time he. " I had found myself completely sympathizing with her. We were officially simpatico.But that wasn't the worst of it. I found myself thinking about clown dick. Seriously how fucking terrifying would it be to get fucked by a guy who decided that being a clown was a good career choice. But for whatever reason, I imagined that clowns had dicks the size of Godzilla's. It was probably the giant shoes and tiny cars.Now I know that I could go home right now and fingerfuck myself while watching pornhub. I wish I could say that I had a huge boner at that moment, something I could proudly display and show off to both girls, but I didn't, I was just so afraid of what they would think when they saw me that I was hanging limp."It looks funny Josh, just hanging like that." Umm, I think that's what Karen said once too, so, THANKS MELANIE. Can I go now?" But, wasn't it a little bit bigger a minute ago?" No, no it most certainly was not Melanie." Yes it was, is there something wrong Josh?" Huh, what do.