“Oh great,” he muttered. “Now I gotta take a leak.” “You can still void?” Eve said buoyantly. “That’s a super healthy sign, Nicky. And I see your toes moving, too!” “Yeah, that’s right, they’re dancing a tango. Now bring me something—a jar or a bowl, I don’t care.” Eve went to the kitchen and came back with an empty wine bottle. Stripling scowled. “Get serious. My dick won’t fit in there.” “Sure it will.” “It’s bigger than a goddamn cork!”
Lmao!!!
