I'm sure this is a hypothetical gathering because to admit having gathered around an object of parephanalia is a felony. But nevertheless...let's address it as if it were real.

#1 - He'll figure out what I'm thinking when I have a grip on his dick

#2 - Hopefully her eyes are closed or it'd fly out her eye sockets. Either that or when he withdrew, it would be accompanied by a loud whooshing sound. If you put your ear up to her...you might even be able to hear the ocean. ha ha

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.