… and after a good ten shots the batteries gave out.
This is the look he gives me in the morning…
“I don’t care about my blue minty bone, or the nice towel to sleep on…
I just wanna pee”
On couch. see the fugly bedsheet wifey draped over the cushion… not that it’d help – at all.
Want tummy rub – please.
Hung upside down by testicles – joking!!! Just posin.