When rubbing one out at work, I try to be discrete and keep the sound effects to a minimum. Supposedly, someone saw me washing my penis afterwards in the sink. Big deal! What’s a guy to do? I hate walking around all sticky! The head chef who fired me, a 250+ lb lesbian, who suffers from bi-polar disorder and a wicked vicodin habit, seemed to have a silly food + sex don’t mix hang up. Eating and sex are both natural, healthy, and pleasurable pursuits. Why can’t they go together?
I never tried it, but savoring a juicy cheeseburger while receiving a a enthusiastic bj might be
quite enjoyable.
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