I was utterly amused when I entered my room yesterday evening. Apparently, my roommates were candid enough to make a “doll” utilizing what we’ve got offshore.
Frankly, I think the guys were creative. In fact, they were quite expressive with their presentation – pronounced boob, the black stocking, and the inevitable fantasized genital. All too astounding not to give them a perfect score for creating this masterpiece.
And the surprising thing is there weren’t any snores throughout the night yesterday. Perhaps the doll is charmed? 😉
Note: Forgive me if you find this offensive. It’s just too good not to put it up here. For me, it is a reflection of what lies deep down inside of you. The guys probably didn’t realise their “artwork” is also a mirror of their hormones unleashed. Hee…