Sauce please
Sorry girl, I’m busy looking at shitposts on lemmy
Just try “wanna fuck?” Surprisingly effective. The other commenters knee grinding trick is also very effective.
Just straddle his knee and start grinding, he’ll figure it out
Back when we first started dating I told my now wife, “If you’re horny, don’t try to be subtle. Just grab my dick.”
Pretty much all women should take this advice.
Being subtle will regularly, if not almost always be missed. Us dudes are too wrapped up in whatever dumb shit we’re thinking about to notice the subtlety. Grabbing my dick, definitely gets my attention. If you don’t know what to say, just grab a dick.
We’ll let you know if there’s any reason not to, but bluntly, few things are so important that they need to be finished before getting freaky.
That’s the awkward moment that i would like to just put my legs on their lap, but then i remember that the government released laws against sexual harassment and i don’t know how to put my emotions into words to ask a question.
naughty? who’s getting punished?
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No. Because your first mistake was calling it “naughty”. When it’s perfectly valid, acceptable and shouldn’t be seen as out of the ordinary or somehow ‘bad’. 😜
Feel free to try again though~ 😏😉
and just like that every last drop of desire fled into the night
Okidoke.
I do wanna
As a guy (and i definitely speak for all guys), just scratch your crotch/balloon knot and jam your fingers in his mouth. Instant stiffy.
I’m ace, so YMMV, but anything going in my mouth is looking to catch teeth.
Yogurt.
Ha. Didn’t think about that, did you? Your small mind simply can’t perceive soft, unchewable yogurt. Now you look like an IDIOT on the INTERNET! What’ll you do now, Light Yagami?!
CURSES! Foiled again! My intricate and devious traps were sprung by delicious yogurt! I will just have so stew and plan our next battle over some more yogurt.
My superior mind knew you would say this. I’ve calculated all possible histories extending from this point. There will be no further battles.
Okay, that part is good. Google stop text to talk. Google stop text to talk. God damn it. Stupid fucking hello computer. I’m doing great, thanks. None. My superior mind knew you would say this. I’ve calculated my total is 71.94 dollars while in line and already have the correct amount in my hand. I’ve also procured my ID in the other. Your slow mind may not have caught up to this fact yet, but I have dos equis approaching you on the conveyor. If I am not in fact 21, this may be your final transaction. What will you do, Isabella?
Promises promises.
