'And then, and then...' that shit had Bob nodding like a fucking bobblehead. And then fucking what? he fucking wanted to ask; but, Bob held on. He knew eventually Jay would fucking sound it out.
'We can make him say he loves the cock,' it was like the crowning fucking jewel. However, Bob knew how they could make it better. Very simply Bob mimed, 'Big' holding his hands out five-dollar-foot-long style.
They'd make that stupid fuck say he loves the big fucking cock.