I would fervently rub my pussy while consuming this. On the very last bite, I’ll wait until I’m close again after edging myself throughout the process of eating it, then I’ll squirt all over my fingers while swallowing the last bite
things to say to your 𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁:
1. where are my 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀
2. how many 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 am i holding up
3. what are your intentions with my 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
4. i brought my own 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁
5. can i touch your 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀
6. i can’t 𝘀𝗲𝗲
having autism and trying to talk to people especially online just feels like a humiliation ritual 24/7 like sorry for consistently choosing the wrong dialogue option I guess bro
A friend of my dad once tried jumping one of those and stabbed his balls with it and i my dad showed me a pic of him in the hospital and i kid you not it looked like this.
That whole thing of apparently hinting that they want you to do something with them instead of just INVITING YOU
"I'm going to the cinema tomorrow" is informing me that you're going I DON'T KNOW YOU WANT ME TO COME UNLESS YOU SAY SO