Inspired by the food thread I made gorgonzola papardelle and also torta di rizo, a rice cake with leek and spinach. Then I came on my girlfriend's butt and just as I was coming I shat myself a little so I was like whoops. Luckily I left my underpants on while sex so it didn't land on her legs or anything, otherwise she would probably be surprised about the consistency and color of my sperm on this nice afternoon. I think she knew though, as I left the bed particularly hastily that time. She probably heard me farting on the toilet afterwards too, but she's used to my disturbingly loud farts at this point.
Yesterday I was having beers with my friend and his crazy chick. The one chick that claims to have an octopus in her head that has a gun shooting regrets inside her head. We were in my favorite bar and apparently somebody touched her butt on the toilet the previous time they were there. I asked my friend about all the details regarding that incident as I like to hear all the details when it comes to butt contact and drunken molestation of mentally and physically unripe specimens of a supposedly adult woman. The guy told me about his inquiry of what happened to his girlfriend. I wanted to know how her butt was touched, if it was a simple drunken slap or what kind of perverted touch it was. He said it was the ugly kind and started turning red. Apparently he touched her girlfriend several ways to get to know where and how she had been touched. Turns out she was touched from behind and somewhat to the inside which we like to call a backroom rake in my neighborhood. So I told him - oh, a backroom rake, brother.
When I say unripe fruit I mean a girl that is 18 or 19 but looks 16 and for some reason wears black lingerie and sexy black minidress showing a lot of what could have been tits but instead there really is absolutely nothing. She's kind of awkward about her entire existence and used to call her ex a wolf and calls my friend a panther. I of course interrogated a little asking what she considered herself if her boyfriends are predater wilderbeasts. After many farts worth of time of blushing and looking away she said she was a pussycat.
Tell me no more, girl. No more.