Crossed
“Who knew that a few glistening male bodies strutting along a mirrored walkway could turn the hormones of mature women to those of teenage girls.
If you can’t beat them, join them, I thought, waving a ten-dollar bill in my hand. The Hercules look-alike slid on his knees to the edge of the stage, jutting his hips forward so that I could stick the paper down his teeny-weeny G-string, which barely covered a gigantic bulge. First, I just stared. That thing couldn’t be real. I mean, I knew that men came in all shapes and sizes, but this guy had to be stuffed. Maybe they make implants… My thought was interrupted when he tugged on the top band of his glittering strap, giving me a sneak peek at his package. Gross! I wouldn’t want that inside me for the life of me. I was sure that as soon as his balls hit me between my legs, I’d be gagging on his tip.
“Which one of you bitches chose this joint?” I asked, laughing. Even after a few rounds of drinks I was sober enough to know that it took... a special kind of man to do right by me.MoreLess
If you can’t beat them, join them, I thought, waving a ten-dollar bill in my hand. The Hercules look-alike slid on his knees to the edge of the stage, jutting his hips forward so that I could stick the paper down his teeny-weeny G-string, which barely covered a gigantic bulge. First, I just stared. That thing couldn’t be real. I mean, I knew that men came in all shapes and sizes, but this guy had to be stuffed. Maybe they make implants… My thought was interrupted when he tugged on the top band of his glittering strap, giving me a sneak peek at his package. Gross! I wouldn’t want that inside me for the life of me. I was sure that as soon as his balls hit me between my legs, I’d be gagging on his tip.
“Which one of you bitches chose this joint?” I asked, laughing. Even after a few rounds of drinks I was sober enough to know that it took... a special kind of man to do right by me.MoreLess
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