“Lick your hand,” he said.
“Wow, it’s strange, Now I feel like talking,” he said
“That’s called pillow talk, dear,” I said.
Post-fellatio pillow talk.
Him: Are you Jewish?
Her: No… Why?
Him: My friends and I have this theory about Jewish girls giving the best head.
Her: Uh, thanks?
(Courtesy of: honeytrap)
“Wait…is…is that a samovar on your dresser?”
“You are a beautiful daughter of God.”
She: “OK, right then, I should get back to the party.”
He: “You’re throwing me out?”
She: “Yeah…we’re done here.”
Ugh, I’m not putting that thing in my mouth.