Daydream by Mason ... for all the porn I have ever seen, go figure that nothing got my antsy than a photoset of a cute girl lying on what looked like a fuzzy/furry rug, ON TOP of her bed, while a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs just hung off the post, never in focus, almost an afterthought. Too much appearance of an afterthought, methinks, to actually be one.
To me, those pink handcuffs signify fun. Bright happy fun. And now I'm horny like there's no tomorrow. And you can bet your buttons I'd want my turn tied to the pink if we were having a lot of fun.
Man, I need somebody in my pants again. If I could go back in time to when I was sexin' it up every day (or forward in time to when I shall be doing the same) I'd spend more time enjoying myself, enjoying "her" (the variable), the concept of her; oh well. Hanky-panky is wasted on the hitched...
To me, those pink handcuffs signify fun. Bright happy fun. And now I'm horny like there's no tomorrow. And you can bet your buttons I'd want my turn tied to the pink if we were having a lot of fun.
Man, I need somebody in my pants again. If I could go back in time to when I was sexin' it up every day (or forward in time to when I shall be doing the same) I'd spend more time enjoying myself, enjoying "her" (the variable), the concept of her; oh well. Hanky-panky is wasted on the hitched...