Starbuckers
I like to go to starbucks. hearing them call out my name when theyre done with my drink just makes my hose shoot off all ** nilly in my pants, i'll tell you. i'll go inside, order 4 or 5 seperate drinks, and then leave immediately after they shout my name over and over.. i then go in my car, dress up as the starbucks mermaid and ** furiously while staring into my mirror. one time i got my wife to pour hot non-fat no dairy half skim frosted espresso on my ** while i did it but it didnt work- it was non-fat no dairy PARTIALLY SKIMMED frosted espresso. what a freak she is eh? who the ** jerks off to non-fat no dairy PARTIALLY skimmed frosted espresso?
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