fuckmetx:I was spending the weekend at my best friend Ted’s home. He lived with his father, and whe
fuckmetx:I was spending the weekend at my best friend Ted’s home. He lived with his father, and when my friend stepped away from the table to take a phone call from his girlfriend, his father leaned forward and asked, “So, are you having sex with Ted?” I stammered out a truthful denial. He replied, “Too bad, if he was getting some ass from you he might not be so pussy-whipped by that girl.” He smiled and added, “My room is just down the hall from yours. Come and see me tonight. I don’t want my girlfriend making me pussy-whipped, either.” Now I go to his place regularly to provide him with needed relief. -- source link