Anyways, when my neighbour Bob popped round to ask if I had any seasoning he could borrow for the steak he was preparing (apparently he had “run out”), I assumed this was actually code for “please will you suck my cock”. Not wanting to be a spoil sport, I duly got down on my knees and obliged him by sucked him off in my doorway.
I’m not sure if this was actually what he was after or if it was just some bizarre coincidence, but he did leave without the seasoning that he claimed to have been after…
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