Forgive me, I'm not sure I heard you correctly. The last thing I want to be is unseemly. Is it possible, though, that you just asked me if I would be interested in waxing your wingtips with my soft, supple ass? To strip down and polish your footwear by rubbing it all over with my hairless hind shanks? And to slowly and noisily bring myself to orgasm as I grind away on your rock-hard leather foot cage while all the other shoeshiners look on with outrage and envy?
You didn't?
Are you sure?
Hmm. Ok.
My bad.
1 comment:
what the hell?
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