The bathroom was the only place my family would give me even a moments rest. I used to hide in there just so I could disengage my brain for 15 mins. Then my mom decided I was doing something nefarious in there and she’d fucking sit outside the bathroom blabbering incessantly to try to drive me out.
The bathroom was the only place my family would give me even a moments rest. I used to hide in there just so I could disengage my brain for 15 mins. Then my mom decided I was doing something nefarious in there and she’d fucking sit outside the bathroom blabbering incessantly to try to drive me out.
So now you have a fetish to incessant blathering, right?
Ballgags, actually… Keeps them quiet… (¬_¬")
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While pooping.
Goes without saying