Bullshit, if that were the case, vagina-possessing astronauts would need to be examined for their propensity for squirting via physical stimulation, lest the craft be inundated with fluids. Could you imagine a bookish man with soft hands and azure eyes leaning toward you while lifting their glasses and calmly, firmly, requesting that you climax at your secondary interview? The chair crinkles lightly as you squirm, the seam voicing your excitement and discomfort all at once. All you can do is ask “will you be there?” And they sit back and smile just a touch more.
I mean, this one isn’t a hallucination
Bullshit, if that were the case, vagina-possessing astronauts would need to be examined for their propensity for squirting via physical stimulation, lest the craft be inundated with fluids. Could you imagine a bookish man with soft hands and azure eyes leaning toward you while lifting their glasses and calmly, firmly, requesting that you climax at your secondary interview? The chair crinkles lightly as you squirm, the seam voicing your excitement and discomfort all at once. All you can do is ask “will you be there?” And they sit back and smile just a touch more.
Could you imagine?
cough
Keep going I’m almost there