Hot tatted fella sitting next to me at the bar. Bar got full and we ended up sitting next to each other. Bumped legs a few times and yours seemed to linger against mine even at I did the hyperactive leg tap against yours. As we both were wearing shorts, the heat from the friction of the hair against hair was a turn on. You had to go for an appointment and the thoughts streaming thru my head of what might be happening at your house during this appointment woke up the horns on this devil, well maybe just one horn. I want to see all the rest of your tats and see where the sausage falls.
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