I jokingly told a female busser that my butthole itched. She countered it by furiously scratching it with all her might. Her aim was dead on. Note: I didn’t see her wash her hands afterward.
I jokingly told a female busser that my butthole itched. She countered it by furiously scratching it with all her might. Her aim was dead on. Note: I didn’t see her wash her hands afterward.
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