Ok, this isn't exactly sex but we were at the store she owns (after hours, of course) and she decides that she wants her hood piercing out. After trying to get the captive bead out herself and me helping we were brainstorming to figure out how to get it out.
So, we remember her bolt cutters. It was friggin HUGE. Image having that at your crotch. I was sure I was going to lob something off and imaging what I would tell the paramedics. After about 20 minutes we finally got it off.


I would love to have a guy tell me that.
That sounds like one dry fuck.
