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elrhiarhodan) wrote2015-09-16 02:08 pm
elrhiarhodan) wrote2015-09-16 02:08 pm
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I need hugs. Or porn.
I swear...I work with some really smart people who are complete idiots. This has been a day that makes me doubt my own sanity (which can be questionable at times, anyway).
I need funny GIFs, fluffy animal pictures, snippets of your works in progress, links to funny videos. Seriously. Anything you'd like to share will be most appreciated.
And just to show that I can give as well as receive, have some porn
Neal struggled against the handcuffs and murmured, "Officer Burke, I'm getting a little uncomfortable here."
Peter smirked, spat on his hand and stroked Neal's obscenely erect cock from base to tip and back down again before commenting, "I don't think you're all that uncomfortable, Caffrey. We both know how easily you can get out of those cuffs - you just wanted one last hand job from me before I sent you down to Central Booking. If you're lucky, Clinton Jones won't be on duty - he's been fantasizing about your tight little ass for years. He also has a thing for public performances."
Neal blinked, considered a number of options and finally settled on the one that was must mutually appealing. "If I give you a blow job, will you let me go?"
"A blow job, hmmm - your mouth may be pretty, but it not pretty enough to risk my badge. Besides, if I let you go, my wife will be pissed. She was looking forward to watching Clinton break you in."
"You're a generous man, Officer Burke - willing to share me like that. Your desk sergeant, your wife - I'm surprised you're not planning on letting your dog have a go at me."
"Oh, don't worry, Caffrey - that's for the weekend. Satchmo really has taste for dirty criminals like you."
I need funny GIFs, fluffy animal pictures, snippets of your works in progress, links to funny videos. Seriously. Anything you'd like to share will be most appreciated.
And just to show that I can give as well as receive, have some porn
Neal struggled against the handcuffs and murmured, "Officer Burke, I'm getting a little uncomfortable here."
Peter smirked, spat on his hand and stroked Neal's obscenely erect cock from base to tip and back down again before commenting, "I don't think you're all that uncomfortable, Caffrey. We both know how easily you can get out of those cuffs - you just wanted one last hand job from me before I sent you down to Central Booking. If you're lucky, Clinton Jones won't be on duty - he's been fantasizing about your tight little ass for years. He also has a thing for public performances."
Neal blinked, considered a number of options and finally settled on the one that was must mutually appealing. "If I give you a blow job, will you let me go?"
"A blow job, hmmm - your mouth may be pretty, but it not pretty enough to risk my badge. Besides, if I let you go, my wife will be pissed. She was looking forward to watching Clinton break you in."
"You're a generous man, Officer Burke - willing to share me like that. Your desk sergeant, your wife - I'm surprised you're not planning on letting your dog have a go at me."
"Oh, don't worry, Caffrey - that's for the weekend. Satchmo really has taste for dirty criminals like you."
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Here, have a little something that usually describes my work situation:
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