why don’t we just fuck instead?”
Now I know you’re thinking this doesn’t sound like realistic dialogue, but how fucking often do people talk like a Tarantino movie? And the sheila’s staring back at me from her side of the confession box, and she’s got her fucking hand down her skirt. Milf sex This is what you get with Catholics. After that, we cleaned up really quick, then I went my way to the boys quarters, and she went her way to the girls. And the sheila’s staring back at me from her side of the confession box, and she’s got her fucking hand down her skirt. So she stares at me like she’s in shock, but shit my fucking dick’s popping out of my waistband, and her fingers and all in her cunt, so that expression gets all sexy real fast and she’d like “You want to fuck in the confession box?”
And I’m a redblooded man who doesn’t need to be asked twice.
