Sex, Not Socks!
Socks. I guess we all need them, but I so wish men knew when to take the damn things off!
Yes, I know, I don’t seem to have a problem when they leave their hat on, but socks? I mean… SOCKS!?!
The problem I have with socks, is that mens feet are not the most clean of things, are they? Quite often socks are damp and smelly and all in all not conducive to a nice shag.
No, really boys, they’re not! OK, sometimes, in the heat of the moment, all you want to do is get the relevant parts available and get down to fucking, and I am as guilty of that as the next person. However, I do not agree with underwear, in any of it’s forms. Unless I am out on my mo’cycle and have to wear boots, I refuse to be trussed up in unnecessary articles of clothing. (Don’t get me started on underpants!!)
So why, oh why do so many of the lovely men I find, here on the ‘net, strip down to nothing except their socks?
So, here we have a chap called Willis (and if you’re of a certain age, you’ll be asking what he’s talking about, won’t you?) And Willis has his socks on. Worse than that, he has white socks on. Never mind what he’s talking about, just take the bloody socks off!
