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| Okay. So I was working up to this chick. Tellin' 'er, "Yeah, I've got a yacht. 30 footer." | |
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| And she's like, "Holy crap! You must be rich and successful! Let's fuck!" | |
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| Man, she was naughty. We were going for at least an hour, 20 different positions before she pulls out her "toybox." Add nine more hours to that, and there's my Friday night. | |
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| Uh, is that a fucking fish on your hand? | |
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