Description
Me: a punk style dressed guy with a leather biker jacket and spikes in my epaulets.
You: bbw, mature, tall, auburn blonde woman with a top that said, "read my cleavage, and cleavage that said, read my top."
We talked for long enough for me to clean up my food and throw my trash away, and as I left I said, "I hope your plight gets better."
And you replied with, something about getting new teeth.
Discussion
By posting you agree to the Terms and Privacy Policy.