Confessedly, I get serious porno brain whenever my yoga instructor says she wants us all to get our backs level so she can “put a glass of wine on it”.
Whoops.
kinky
Confessedly, I used to do this to my Barbies, though nowhere nearly as ornately. I definitely used to enjoy placing them in the back seat of this little RV I had for them. Even then, I understood that a camping trip could easily be something nefarious with the addition of some rope skills and desire.
You know you’re kinky when a common disagreement in your relationships is which color of bondage tape to purchase.
Quick. I needs me a cute Aquarian girl for some funsies.
I definitely deserve some of this right about now.
But I don’t think there’s a time when I don’t deserve it.
perfection.