I Mean I Dont I Understand, But Im Not Gonna Complain. I Knew I Was Hot, But For Guys To Want To Die

“I mean I don’t I understand, but I’m not gonna complain. I knew I was hot, but for guys to want to die inside me is beyond my comprehension. What do you mean bro you understand? Do you want to be part of this? Wait really!? I was just playing, but if you’re serious who am I to reject your fantasies. Just thank you so much! I can’t believe how generous you’re being but I really do appreciate you man!

As he stands up to approach you his smile widens to unnatural lengths. You realize a bit too late what he thought you meant by wanting to “join” him

I may have misjudged this guy’s strategy and paid the ultimate price for it.

Well that’s enough talk, just a slip of the waistband and it’s off to Neverland for you

He stands there, starring at you, teasing you. You know full well that once he removes his face covering you’ll have no more than 10 seconds to take a last glimpse of that view before it all goes dark and he plays with that fact. It’s all ready been an hour of this suspense and you know he loves every second of it.

Looks like someone’s either working their way up to taller and more massive prey, or more likely is too impatient to wait for the last one to fully digest before piling the next one onto his midsection; it all adds up.

Rounding up