Warning

Just a fair warning, because I'm not sure you know just quite what you might be getting yourself into…

If you ever do decide to allow me to touch you… you will never, ever, ever get to rest again.

There will never be an end to the pinching, grabbing, squeezing, slapping (of that ass — I would never hit you anywhere else).

Every night, I'd fall asleep with a hand on your ass, or perhaps a breast, or maybe your belly.

Every morning I'd sneak out of bed to go make your coffee, trying not to wake you… but not before I've pressed myself, as excited I get, against that thing of yours in a nice big spoon.

Driving down the freeway, just you and me on a road trip… I'd have one hand on the wheel, the other deep in your pants.

Last week, I saw a dude about my age grabbing his lady's ass in line at an amusement park. You had better bet your beautiful booty that would be me and you.

You'd get plenty of practice batting my hands away… “Not here, ♒️!” Oh yes, my love, here. There. Everywhere.

Yes, love, you are going to get soooo frickin' tired of me and my shenanigans…

But me? I'll never get bored of it. We'll be all old and gray, every last bit of youth gone from our bodies, eating jello at the MCL, and I'll still give that thing of yours a squeeze on the way out the door.

So, be careful what you wish for, love.

Because you might just get it…

Yours. As always.
♒️