tfw you named a new bby you made after a math acronym-
Hello, John, look at your cock, now back to me, now back at your cock, now back to me. Sadly, your cock isn’t in me, but if you stopped saying you aren't gay and kissed me, your cock might get in me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in your bedroom with the man your cock wants to be inside. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s lube and my riding crop. Look again, the riding crop is now handcuffs. Anything is possible when your man is me. I’m hung like a horse.