I want you to think of him, perhaps standing behind you and slightly to the left, and ever so casually licking the back of your neck. Real nice and slowwwwwwwwwww.
Toe sucking? I'd imagine he can lick a pinky like no other. How about blowing on the base of your spine while his c-c-curly locks softly brush your skin. Right ho, I'm off to the gym.
You mean loading up some water pistols with oil and taking out the rubber sheets? Oh wot larks you could have with a scampering naked Carrot top, rubber and oil, a veritable smushfest. I hope he's leaves it natural. It would totally be all ringletty. Dontcha think?
Oh wah, I've to go now to the concert and it's really pelting down, I fear a mountainside soaking is looking likely.
Christ, FMC, I've just got home after more than 12 hours of solid drinking, and you still manage to give me the creeps with this. Shhhhiiiivvveeerrrrrr. I obviously still haven't had enough to drink to take that. I'm on to the next bottle RIGHT NOW. Is it me or you who need help? ;-)
...I think you might be in need of an urgent cure for no-more-mega-slimy-friday-half-naked-redhead-men-on-my-blog. I've heard it's a serious illness. Where are the drugs when you need them?
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ReplyDeleteI want you to think of him, perhaps standing behind you and slightly to the left, and ever so casually licking the back of your neck. Real nice and slowwwwwwwwwww.
ReplyDeleteYou can't help yourself, can you? I can see that now. It's a disease. I won't jude you but for the love of orange vegetables, get help.
ReplyDeleteHow about nibbling on a lobe?
ReplyDeletejust lost breakfast.
ReplyDeleteI just lost a couple of pints of Guinness and a chicken sandwich, Andraste.
ReplyDeleteAnd people think I'm bad bastard.
Toe sucking? I'd imagine he can lick a pinky like no other. How about blowing on the base of your spine while his c-c-curly locks softly brush your skin.
ReplyDeleteRight ho, I'm off to the gym.
Right, now i damn well will judge you. There's no excuse for filth like that last comment.
ReplyDeleteyou didn't mention the oil.
ReplyDeleteit's not a genuine CT fantasy until there's oil.
You mean loading up some water pistols with oil and taking out the rubber sheets? Oh wot larks you could have with a scampering naked Carrot top, rubber and oil, a veritable smushfest. I hope he's leaves it natural. It would totally be all ringletty. Dontcha think?
ReplyDeleteOh wah, I've to go now to the concert and it's really pelting down, I fear a mountainside soaking is looking likely.
I don't know why I torture myself by coming here on Fridays. It's all just so very wrong.
ReplyDeleteHope you don't get too soaked going to the concert, but if you do, it's obviously a judgement from God for putting up those photos.
Christ, FMC, I've just got home after more than 12 hours of solid drinking, and you still manage to give me the creeps with this.
ReplyDeleteShhhhiiiivvveeerrrrrr.
I obviously still haven't had enough to drink to take that.
I'm on to the next bottle RIGHT NOW.
Is it me or you who need help?
;-)
...I think you might be in need of an urgent cure for no-more-mega-slimy-friday-half-naked-redhead-men-on-my-blog.
ReplyDeleteI've heard it's a serious illness.
Where are the drugs when you need them?
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ReplyDeletei have freckles and ginger pubes but like a good boy with plenty of shame bate in til me I keep them hidden......
ReplyDeleteAh, so you have a fetish for Gingers? Be gone with you. In my book that's kinkier than those fruit fetishists who make love to melons.
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