Whenever I was at my largest, I still wasn’t really even that big, but I was never able to turn enough to pin my asscheek. Every time I did, I’d end up cramping up in my side, and it was just easier to load my shit and then have my wife pin me. During a cycle this was happening pretty frequently. It got to the point where my wife already knew I was going to ask, but because I have the sense of humor that really only aims to make myself laugh, I’d still pop my head into the room and say something to the effect of “are you ready to stick it in my ass and fill me up?”
She stopped laughing after the 4th or 5th time I made the joke, but I still got the same level of amusement after the 70th or 80th time. I’m laughing to myself as I’m typing this.
She stopped laughing after the 4th or 5th time I made the joke, but I still got the same level of amusement after the 70th or 80th time. I’m laughing to myself as I’m typing this.