When he goes down on me, he stares me in the eyes like a shark mocking it's prey as it devours it. Plus, his beard smells like dirty gym socks. This has got to end.
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Perhaps you shouldn't smell like dirty gym socks before he goes down on you!
Maybe he smelled blood
"Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'."
His beard smells like ditty gym socks because he doesn't wash his face.
Stupid shit not posting at first.
That's alright, my phone doesn't seem to want me replying to comments.
Of course, it will now. -_-
blame the smell on him? bahahahaha
Sounds like someone, or both of you, needs to do some more washing!
Here's a thought: stare at the ceiling during. Then insist he wash his face after.
Does his beard stink BEFORE or AFTER the trip down south?
Love the Robert Shaw monologue from Jaws
His beard smells like dirty gym socks because he doesn't wash his face afterward.
That's just creepy.