My girlfriend and I like to incorporate roleplay into our sex life.
The other day she told me she wants to do the sexy nurse / patient fantasy crossed with some light bondage.
So anyway, I’m tied up, and you know those little plastic horses you’ll get as part of some kids toy farm pack? She starts pushing one up my ass.
I’m screaming at her, asking her what she’s doing, and she’s changed the fantasy from nurse to surgeon, she starts narrating: “where’s the anethstesiologisth?! I need 20 CC’s of fent”
The first horse disappears, and she starts with the next one, then the one after that.
When the final horse disappears she says “Mr. Wayland is stable.”
My girlfriend and I like to incorporate roleplay into our sex life.
The other day she told me she wants to do the sexy nurse / patient fantasy crossed with some light bondage.
So anyway, I’m tied up, and you know those little plastic horses you’ll get as part of some kids toy farm pack? She starts pushing one up my ass.
I’m screaming at her, asking her what she’s doing, and she’s changed the fantasy from nurse to surgeon, she starts narrating: “where’s the anethstesiologisth?! I need 20 CC’s of fent”
The first horse disappears, and she starts with the next one, then the one after that.
When the final horse disappears she says “Mr. Wayland is stable.”
I really appreciate the effort and the energy but uhh wtf buddy
Because stable is where you put horses, duh.