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Stevemoto
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The Miracle Of Toilet Paper
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my
husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a
suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet
paper and rub it between them for a few seconds."
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front
of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.
I stopped.
"Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts
every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says "Worked for your ass , didn't it?" :yo:
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my
husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a
suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet
paper and rub it between them for a few seconds."
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front
of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.
I stopped.
"Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts
every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says "Worked for your ass , didn't it?" :yo:
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again